[Stacker is finishing washing his face when Raleigh enters.]

How sick are you? And why didn't you tell me?

Uh– what's to tell? [takes a cloth and uses it to wipe his hands] You know, them Mark 1s, we scraped them bad boys together in 14 months. Last thing we were thinking about was radiation shielding. [uses the cloth to wipe his face, then throws it away] I ran nearly a dozen missions. I stayed under the medical radar for a while, but– [takes a folded shirt] –the last time I jockeyed was in Tokyo. I finished the fight solo, but for three hours, I burned. They warned me if I ever stepped foot into a Jaeger again, the toll would be too much. You and I are the only two that ever ran solo combat. That's why I brought you here.

[Raleigh and Stacker hear a computer beeping. Stacker gets a call from Tendo.]

What is it?

Sir, it's happening. I just got two signatures with unprecedented dilation, 40-meter strikes.

What category?

Checking the ratios, Category 4.

Where they headed?

That's the thing, they're not heading anywhere. They're hovering just above the Breach. It's– It's like they're protecting it or something.

Alright, Gipsy, Striker on deck.

Sir, Herc cannot ride. His arm–

You heard me. [heads out]