I remember that day, as an Angel you wouldn't call them fragile but in my hands, my Eva's hands… That's how he felt. Up until this point, you wouldn't call them in-human. What was Kaworu though? I crushed him in my hands! His bones gave way, muscles ruptured and his blood ran red. Red… Just like mine.
Thinking about it now, I wonder why it was me of all people that changed his mind. I think… He was the only one that I felt so close to. Did we connect? Is that what it was? I don't know..
But I miss him. I want him back, even though he lied to me! Even though he's an Angel…
I think about him often, it hurts. I see him in my dreams, then I awake and I expect him there…
He was so warm.
Maybe one day I can stop pretending…
"I hope you're watching from Heaven, or Hell."
A body crumpled on a futon. Used tissues scattered and damp. Heavy panting. Humid, hot breath.
"Did you really love me? Kaworu?"
A single tear falls.