Interested in beating the kaiju is an understatement. They're dedicated to it. That's why they're here. But the small crowd of recruits is mostly quiet, once Hange poses the question. Shifting uncomfortably, waiting for someone else to be the first to speak. One in particular is frowning intently at the whiteboard, at Hange, until he finally opens his mouth.

"They're poison, right?" he asks. Everyone knows at least a little about the kaiju, even if the specifics are a little beyond him. "That's why the Jaegers have weapons that will cauterize the wounds."

The blue blood that had spilled from Trespasser had left the Bay Area a toxic wreck. They call it Kaiju blue, nowadays.