[Paul only smiles ambiguously at Kaworu's question, eyes shaded by long, dark lashes, the way he did in the tent a few minutes before teaching Kaworu his first wrestling move, and then fell asleep with his legs draped over his chest.
Kaworu asked if they were friends, and Paul had said of course, in half a dozen ways in a multiplicity of moments. Kaworu doesn't even have to ask out loud most of the time, anymore - he just looks at Paul in a certain way, and Paul looks back in another, and understanding is affirmed.
Are we friends? Paul asks himself, as they weave on slightly less than steady feet towards the next part of the night. Of course, and -
That's what the study is about. He has findings to make, conclusions to draw. A hypothesis to prove or disprove.]
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Kaworu asked if they were friends, and Paul had said of course, in half a dozen ways in a multiplicity of moments. Kaworu doesn't even have to ask out loud most of the time, anymore - he just looks at Paul in a certain way, and Paul looks back in another, and understanding is affirmed.
Are we friends? Paul asks himself, as they weave on slightly less than steady feet towards the next part of the night. Of course, and -
That's what the study is about. He has findings to make, conclusions to draw. A hypothesis to prove or disprove.]