[For a moment, Kaworu considers what dying in a house fire would be like. Would he have pushed Shinji out the front door before burning wood fell on him, or the smoke fill his lungs until the life was snuffed out of him? He shouldn't put the idea out into the world; this is Shinji's home, clearly, he doesn't want that taken from him.]
[He chuckles at the implication Shinji is putting out, though it's a little forced. He has to find it funny, he doesn't remember encountering a Shinji already ready to be intimate with him, albeit without saying so directly. He's not the Kaworu this Shinji knows; he's slipped into that body, eaten up his own soul.]
I'll spend my time with you any way you desire.
[It may not be fair for him to take the place of a happier self. He'll have to come clean eventually, he can't string Shinji on like that for long, selfish as he wants to be.]
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Date: 2024-05-14 04:21 pm (UTC)[He chuckles at the implication Shinji is putting out, though it's a little forced. He has to find it funny, he doesn't remember encountering a Shinji already ready to be intimate with him, albeit without saying so directly. He's not the Kaworu this Shinji knows; he's slipped into that body, eaten up his own soul.]
I'll spend my time with you any way you desire.
[It may not be fair for him to take the place of a happier self. He'll have to come clean eventually, he can't string Shinji on like that for long, selfish as he wants to be.]