She hates taking things for granted.
She took her mama for granted; never thought there would be a day without her in the future; was so sure that she would be there the following morning, with a hot cup of chocolate and the biscuits she knew Asuka loved.
She took Childhood for granted, believing she would always be a child, that Misato will be there with her forever. That changed one morning when Misato went back to Japan and she was introduced to Kaji.
She took Kaji for granted, believing he would love her like she loved him, and now she sees he actually loved her like she loved him; like family, like a daughter.
So when she sees Shinji once again, after being months away from him, she want to break free, to run and embrace him with so much force she will hear his bones break, so intimately he will be like a tattoo against her skin
She wants to dry her tears with his hair.
She wants to kiss him with so much force she'll take his breath away.
She will not take him for granted.
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She loves it when he arrives home.
She remembers the first time she saw him. She had just received all of her boxes with her important stuff. She was simply placing them around Misato's apartment when she heard the rustling of the door.
He entered without a care in the world, smiling, humming talking to himself in low, hushed tones. She kept looking at him, toweling her hair dry as he smiled softly to himself, not noticing or caring for all the boxes strewn around.
And there was something there, something easy, something whimsical. Something that was hard for her to understand and explain and put in words, but was easy feeling, natural.
It felt like home.
Tadaima.
And she knew, right then and there, she wanted to hear him say it again, whenever he came home.