You’re right. Godzilla didn’t deserve having to touch you.

[He’s grumbling, still unpacking the box when Oikawa appears next to him. He turns to him with a flat glare, then promptly puts his hand on top of the boy’s head and tries to shove it into the box.]

Since when do I take commands from you, huh Shittykawa? [He’s still pretty calm as he says this, though his voice is rough with irritation - nothing out of the ordinary, really.] Piss me off too much and I’ll go eat by myself. [Still not letting up on that big head of yours, Oikawa.]