Ghidorah was walking around, protecting Japan as normal, his three heads all scanning around the place, until you (Mothra) landed on Ichi’s head and neck.

Ichi: oh, hey Mothra…

San: Mothra, is our friend and ally Baragon alright…?

Ni: he didn’t get himself hurt again did he?

Ichi: he thinks for a bit. You’re holding on tight, right? I don’t want you falling off.