as mothra lays over her temple, grooming her fluff, she looks over to see godzilla walking over

Mothra: “oh, hey Godzilla, how was your day?

she gasps as a large cherry blossom tree is held in front of her. She looks down at it before talking it

Mothra: goji, is this for me? Oh thank you my king. Wait, are you blushing or is that just the radiation doing something?