[ Do anything for her? That literally means nothing to her when the world's on the verge of falling apart, and there are only four jaegers, no, three, against an entire unknown army that's getting stronger and stronger even as they speak. ]

Look around you, Ranger, [ She snaps, her anger evident in the sharp words she levels at him. ] Half of the world lies in ruins, how can you tell me that with a straight face? Pilots are dying all over the world, and the only time you call yourself a Ranger is when you're fucking someone who pays you.