"...I suppose it depends what we're stopping it from," he eventually says, with a grimace back the way he came. "Swimming out at sea, nothing much for it. I'm not recreating any shark horror films. But if it tries coming inland..."

Really, he has to shrug at that one, too. They have a smattering of strange powers between them all, but hardly the stuff of fighting against giant monsters. Even tiny sharks proved to be problems. But between wanting to reassure her, and wanting to reassure himself, he keeps talking through his thoughts.

"...Though. Between tiny sharks and a giant shark... Maybe Evil has some sort of size-changing ray. If we got ahold of something like that," he says, gesturing with a hand like it's a ray gun, "zap. No more giant shark threat."