[ Once he's done wiping down his face he feels remarkably refreshed. He proceeds to rest the towel over his shoulder and stretch, rolling his shoulders back and causing a few things in there to pop. Nothing like some spinal adjustment after a hard fight, fake or otherwise. ]

Urban battlefields I find to be of the most usage to hone my skills in. At this size there is much to consider in them. Angles from which to strike, locations to conceal oneself in that could quickly turn hazardous for us or the Kaiju. It forces one to think as much as to react.

[ A beat as he sips his drink. ]

A strange thing still these many months later. Instinct speaks that I should tower far above the cities as the Godzilla of origin did, yet... I think I have gained preference for life and battle at this scale. There is little concern that my actions may cause more destruction in my efforts to defend, it is a reliving sensation.