[Across the room, Kaworu stands at a slight remove from a cluster of people, and in the gentle fractal blurring of intoxication the light seems to glow in his colorless hair.]
It's not that he's not social. He's selective.
[And Paul has been included in that selection, in spite of everything he's done, and everything he's allowed to happen. He looks back to Anna with hooded eyes, a small, crooked smile.]
It's a good party. I told him that already, but if you could tell him that, too... [He shrugs. He's been doing that a lot tonight.] I think it would mean a lot to him, even if he acts like it doesn't.
[That none of this has to do with the things Paul has to think about is the point. (That doesn't mean he's not thinking about them.)]
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[Across the room, Kaworu stands at a slight remove from a cluster of people, and in the gentle fractal blurring of intoxication the light seems to glow in his colorless hair.]
It's not that he's not social. He's selective.
[And Paul has been included in that selection, in spite of everything he's done, and everything he's allowed to happen. He looks back to Anna with hooded eyes, a small, crooked smile.]
It's a good party. I told him that already, but if you could tell him that, too... [He shrugs. He's been doing that a lot tonight.] I think it would mean a lot to him, even if he acts like it doesn't.
[That none of this has to do with the things Paul has to think about is the point. (That doesn't mean he's not thinking about them.)]