Day 44: Arts and Crafts Room, Second Shift
Astor hadn't talked much after introducing himself, which hadn't bothered Terry. With all the crap their little hospital of horrors piled on the patients, he couldn't blame a guy for not wanting to open up to some stranger. Plus, not talking meant he could get a decent meal in, and then check out the bulletin for the latest in Landel's news and
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Kaworu had inadvertently made the moment worse, which he knew was not surprising. He had spent hours thinking about the inevitability of pain, and the distress Lilim caused one another. It was not a foreign concept, or it shouldn't have been.
It had never applied to Kaworu himself until he left the arms of SEELE's laboratory. Now, his own actions created ripples he hadn't anticipated. He was participating, not observing. It was even more pronounced with this boy. Kaworu wondered if Kanji disliked him.
"I'm sorry. No one said anything," he said, torn between his sympathy and a small amount of amusement over the misunderstanding. Still, he knew it was inappropriate to find any of this funny, or to find Kanji's emotions fascinating. "When I saw that you were angry, I knew she that must have been important to you," Kaworu explained, a little softer.
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"I don't care." That was the only response he would give to any apology offered to him. To him, it was the same as saying it was fine, but some people didn't really get that. "...I guess... I guess she was. I dunno. I mean, she was important to a lotta people, y'know?"
Suddenly, he stopped. Because he realized two very big things wrong with this scenario. One was he was letting himself start to get all choked up about this, and that was the last thing Kanji wanted. He didn't want to get sad or upset. He wanted to be pissed so he could kick the bastard responsible's ass that much harder. Though it seemed like getting worked up was just going to make him dizzy. And two:
"Hold on a sec," he said frowning at the kid. "We ain't talkin' like this. We're acting like... she's freakin' gone already. Like it's too late. No one said anything about that yet. Long as we're still here, we can try to get her back." Even if this guy didn't hang out with her or anything, he at least owed her for her saving him, so he had to care about her to some extent, right? "We can't just give on her. She wouldn't give up on any a' us."
He tried to sit himself up straight and strong like nothing had happened to him. A throbbing head was nothing compared to what she might be going through right then. "Someone said... they thought they kept the people they take here somewhere. You know anything... about what happens when people go missing?"
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This place was malicious. Kaworu wasn't sure what to do with that knowledge, but he had seen the carnage in the town. He could sense Kanji's urgency. Kanji wanted to go save Naoto, while Kaworu had been satisfied to simply survive and wait. And yet, he had promised Shinji he would try. He still wasn't sure what he could do, but Kanji's objections settled deep in his chest. If he had agreed to live and to be with Shinji somehow, it was his responsibility to find him, wherever he might be.
Kaworu looked over at Kanji and his show of strength. Despite what the nurses had done to calm him, Kanji had his convictions and his passion. Kaworu wasn't sure what he had, besides memories and the possibility that Shinji was waiting for him somewhere.
"No," he breathed. "But there is someone I need to find as well. He was brought to me by the nurses as a visitor, and is not being kept here. The visitors are called upon to appear here once a week, apparently taken just as we were. No one knows where they are, but maybe Naoto and him are together. His name is Shinji."
Kaworu seemed to remember something, and added swiftly, "My name is Kaworu."
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