[He takes the tea. Teacher used to give them tea. He had tea for waking up in the morning and tea before going to sleep. Kaworu never figured out the different sorts but he liked them all best with lots of sugar. Paul makes fun of him for it. Made fun of him for it.
He pulls the cup to his chest but doesn't drink. He cradles it there as if the warmth could melt the horrible icy feeling that has taken over his body. It feels like the chill is powerful enough to stop his inhuman heart.
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He pulls the cup to his chest but doesn't drink. He cradles it there as if the warmth could melt the horrible icy feeling that has taken over his body. It feels like the chill is powerful enough to stop his inhuman heart.
Then his eyes move up and over this stranger.]
Who are you?