[For the time that he's alone, Kaworu just curls up into a ball, trembling, trying to create as many points of contact on his body to himself as possible. He won't lose himself if he can remember where he is, what his body is, what it's like to be there.
When God returns, Kaworu glances up at him, eyes pained and desperate. He forces himself to sit up, even though the motion makes him gag up seawater into the smartly placed bin.
The monster problem is a soul struggling to exist in the body it was placed in. The Leviathan submerged it so deeply that it's struggling to adjust being back on the surface. And the dregs of the beast threaten to pull it down further if he can't fight.
(And even more the part of the boy's soul that's fighting to surface is just a fragment of his entire soul. There's something beneath the surface.]
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When God returns, Kaworu glances up at him, eyes pained and desperate. He forces himself to sit up, even though the motion makes him gag up seawater into the smartly placed bin.
The monster problem is a soul struggling to exist in the body it was placed in. The Leviathan submerged it so deeply that it's struggling to adjust being back on the surface. And the dregs of the beast threaten to pull it down further if he can't fight.
(And even more the part of the boy's soul that's fighting to surface is just a fragment of his entire soul. There's something beneath the surface.]