[Kaworu accepts the physical touch without a fight, allowing Jod to easily pick him up and slump against his chest like an exhausted child. Which he is, really.
However, at the gentle nudge to his soul, Kaworu's entire body goes rigid and then arches as the gentle touch caused him pain. His soul doesn't know what to do with its position. It doesn't know how bring life to this body anymore. It's like it's forgotten and now it has so much weight to carry and God's brightness is like staring into the sun.
There's a gag and some saltwater spews on both of their shirts before he manages to turn his head and eject the rest of it onto the floor. There's too much to actually have been inside his body and it certainly would have killed him anyway. Something, or a remnant of something, is trying to use this body as a vessel.]
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However, at the gentle nudge to his soul, Kaworu's entire body goes rigid and then arches as the gentle touch caused him pain. His soul doesn't know what to do with its position. It doesn't know how bring life to this body anymore. It's like it's forgotten and now it has so much weight to carry and God's brightness is like staring into the sun.
There's a gag and some saltwater spews on both of their shirts before he manages to turn his head and eject the rest of it onto the floor. There's too much to actually have been inside his body and it certainly would have killed him anyway. Something, or a remnant of something, is trying to use this body as a vessel.]