Zorah had recovered slightly, and had moved out to the rim of the volcano to slowly melt away the ice that was slowing his regeneration. Mothra would return every now and then to replace his bandages and gently help melt away some of the ice. The Absolute Zero cannon was no joke.

As of right now, Zorah was sleeping, when he hears distant footsteps approach. He yawns and opens his eyes. He sees his wife and daughter approach. He smiles at them, before yawning. He gently rolls over onto his stomach and props himself up on one elbow.

"How are you two today?"

"We're good. Just been recounting to mom what's happened over the past decade. And I'm also trying to make she doesn't go all psycho robot mode again."

"Goji, I won't do that. I feel... alive, even in this metal body."

"Yeah, well that machine body has nearby gutted me twice. I'm still a bit suspicious that you'll revert and end up finishing off dad."

"I understand. But is it wrong to check on my injured husband after reuniting with him."

Gojiren snorts and sits down next to her father.

"While Goji makes a good point, you two should relax a bit. With the loss of their strongest mech, they'll back off, at least for a little while. What concerns me is Ghidorah. She'll probably jump at our weakness right now. Well more like at mine."

"You'll be up and ready to go in no time dad! They won't know what hit em'!"

"No. I need to focus on recovery. If I push my injury to hard, it'll just cause more pain, and I'll become a liability in the future."

He smiles.

"The important thing of being a good warrior is to rest when your body needs it. Recovery is important for your continued survival as a warrior. Put it aside, and you only cripple yourself."

"I'll... keep that in mind dad. Thanks."

Zorah smiles, before rolling onto to left side.

"Would you two please check my wound? See how the healing process is going?"

Using the scanners in her body, Narwaji scans the area of his wound.

"It looks like your regeneration is picking up. While your magma core hasn't regenerated, the wound has shrunk significantly."

"Good. I probably will be back in action in at least a week. Or at least I hope."

But then he notices Narwaji foreign as she continues to scan.

"I'm also seeing signs along your muscle and skin of what seems to be stretch marks. Not like the one in humans, but like ones you'd find a Kaiju have after a brutal battle. But, you've never been in a fight like that. Was this...?"

"The day I left you. I suppose I should tell you what really was happening to my body that day."

He sighs and brushes aside some of the hair covering his shoulders. It revealed a scar like the skin had been stretched and ripped off, much like how Narwaji had described it.

"The radiation wasn't just destroying my bioenergy, it was actively making my body fall apart.I'm not sure if you remember, but the arm I was holding you in had fallen off, and I was holding it with my other hand. I fled so I could shed as much radiation as possible before I melted into a mound of flesh and molten rock. I made it to my home land, where my cousin found my half dead. He purged what radiation remained and got me to Vaal Hazak and her family, who removed several of my organs and replaced them with those that belonged to my ancestors who had died in the Rotten Vale. They preserve a few in case another Elder Dragon needs a transplant. The day we reunited was the first day I was able to move freely since that day. I spent all that time recovering, healing and getting back on my feet. I... didn't want to you to come with me, to see me in such a... nightmarish state."

"Dad..."

Gojiren hugs her father, gently rubbing his upper back.

"You should've been truthful since the beginning. I would have been a bit more understanding  of your disappearance if you had just told me so when we reunited."

"I did meant to, but I just got distracted by meeting your friends and my granddaughter, along with the business with your mother and my old childhood friend. It's been a chaotic month."

He sighs, as he rests his head against hers.

"I also think it's just how I think. I've always had to prove myself due to what my father was, so I could never show weakness. I had to shoulder all of my burdens and worries and fears. I kept it bottled up for so long, and I just keep stuffing more things into that bottle. But... now I think I should start to show that weakness a bit more often. I shouldn't have to hide my struggles. I'll try to be much more open about any problems I may be having."

"Thanks dad. And so will I."

Gojiren hugs her father closer as Narwaji sits down next to them. The family was slowly healing, bit by bit, like Zorah's wound.