[Kaworu is silent. He doesn't cry. He's tired of it and wonders if being such a child is what caused all of this in the first place. He keeps his eye fixated firmly on the ground. He tries not to think about an endless shore.]
It's okay Chrono. You don't have to comfort me.
[It's not Chrono's fault that Kaworu is such a twisted thing and made of pieces that were never met to be put together. It has left him to exist on peripheries, unable to cross into either world, and forever hungering for something to make him whole, to not be left behind. There's a desire that gnaws at him, that is not happy with all that he's been given here, like dark and hungry void in his heart wanting things he knows won't be given. That's why the demon took hold of him with such ease.
Now, all he can do, as Chrono said, is try to find happiness in friends and company and not let the void take hold. Especially not now, while the demon lingers]
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It's okay Chrono. You don't have to comfort me.
[It's not Chrono's fault that Kaworu is such a twisted thing and made of pieces that were never met to be put together. It has left him to exist on peripheries, unable to cross into either world, and forever hungering for something to make him whole, to not be left behind. There's a desire that gnaws at him, that is not happy with all that he's been given here, like dark and hungry void in his heart wanting things he knows won't be given. That's why the demon took hold of him with such ease.
Now, all he can do, as Chrono said, is try to find happiness in friends and company and not let the void take hold. Especially not now, while the demon lingers]
I'll be alright.