"Kaiju," Reno echoed, shrugging. "Kaiju, Weapon, end result is the same. Huge-assed creatures ripping human civilization a new one. Either way, I won't turn down a beer or several, yo. We can exchange notes on giant city-smashers. Or talk about anything but, I'm good either way."

No, really. He was. It was difficult to find a conversation topic that Reno would avoid like the plague unless you actually knew some of the places he'd been.