It had been hours since Godzilla started swimming south. Three long hours of him wondering if trusting his gut was a good decision or if it was really bad. He could have been swimming in the complete opposite direction from Harp.
At least the connection he felt between them was growing stronger, or at least he thought so. He'd never really understood what or how the 'bond' between titans worked. Nevertheless he kept following his gut, hoping the bond was growing stronger rather than just being in his imagination.
Another half hour of swimming brought Godzilla to the side of an island, where he thought the bond was at its strongest. He definitely wasn't imagining it now. Harp had to be here!
Swimming around to the front of the island, Godzilla saw large feathery wings fanned out for the sun to warm up. He was pleasantly surprised he finally found Harp and as he got closer to shore, she seemed to notice him as well, folding her wings up on her side.
Harp wasn't the only one to notice him either as another set of wings, this time golden and leathery, spread open and a growl came from the owners.