[Kaworu sputters incredulously but it collapses into a laugh as Paul pulls him towards a worm mural feeling nothing but warm and elated.
He'd spent the first few weeks of time with others trying to mold something out of the tenuous connections he'd had. If something had form, if it was defined, he'd thought, that meant it had more meaning. That there was power in conscious structure. But he'd worked with heavy hands and in the end, it all fell apart.
So, for now, he's content let himself and Paul be shapeless. And if something forms then... he'll protect that, just as he does the boy who is holding his hand so tightly.]
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[Kaworu sputters incredulously but it collapses into a laugh as Paul pulls him towards a worm mural feeling nothing but warm and elated.
He'd spent the first few weeks of time with others trying to mold something out of the tenuous connections he'd had. If something had form, if it was defined, he'd thought, that meant it had more meaning. That there was power in conscious structure. But he'd worked with heavy hands and in the end, it all fell apart.
So, for now, he's content let himself and Paul be shapeless. And if something forms then... he'll protect that, just as he does the boy who is holding his hand so tightly.]