[Paul nods, a slight bob that gives way to a bird-like tilt as he looks to Shinji once more. He lets the ripple of protective distaste roll through and past him. He considers the slight, youthful fragility of the boy, the thinness of his wrists, the contextualizing details of an outfit that has revealed itself as a uniform.
Whatever he sees in this boy-who-isn't is projection. Paul knows that. But he also knows what this place is about, now.]
What if we see this as that? A play. It's not real, so you can say anything you want, and so if he comes here, you'll have already practiced. You don't have to get it right this time.
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[Paul nods, a slight bob that gives way to a bird-like tilt as he looks to Shinji once more. He lets the ripple of protective distaste roll through and past him. He considers the slight, youthful fragility of the boy, the thinness of his wrists, the contextualizing details of an outfit that has revealed itself as a uniform.
Whatever he sees in this boy-who-isn't is projection. Paul knows that. But he also knows what this place is about, now.]
What if we see this as that? A play. It's not real, so you can say anything you want, and so if he comes here, you'll have already practiced. You don't have to get it right this time.