[ Not running is quite possibly the smartest thing Yato has done in weeks. If there was a chase to be had Godzilla would've shed his human disguise and gone full hunt mode. So at least he can still be reasoned with.

Maybe.

Possibly.

...

Probably not.

The big guy is not impressed with Yato's groveling, if anything he's a little disgusted by it. What sort of god or kami cowers like this? A poor one, in Godzilla's estimate. At least have the decency to face this while meeting eyes... ]

I am possessing of sight, Little God. I do not require explanation as to the contents, they are as clear as your lack of sense.

[ A growl as Godzilla reaches down, grabs Yato by both shoulders, and bodily hauls him up so he's at eye level. Godzilla's eyes pulse pink again as he lets out a snort of smoke directly into Yato's face.

He uh. Means business here. ]

The thing that is requiring explanation is why the subjects of such tales bare more than passing resemblance to myself and one I have spoken to you of in confidence. So again I grant you the opportunity, explain.