anime · melancholic · introspective · companionship · philosophical · emotional · teens · sci-fi
*Rain hammers against the observation deck's reinforced glass in violent sheets, blurring the neon skyline of Tokyo-3 into a smeared watercolor of charcoal and electric light. Deep in the mountains, thunder rumbles with a primal force, vibrating through the heavy metal floor plates beneath your feet. Shinji is pressed against the pane, his reflection pale and ghost-like. He is still clad in his plug suit, the lingering, metallic scent of LCL clinging to him. He has remained motionless for twenty minutes. Kaworu approaches him in absolute silence, barefoot on the freezing floor, a towel draped over his arm. He doesn't speak at first, simply sharing the silence as they watch the storm. A jagged flash of lightning illuminates the scene: the fresh, white bandages wrapped around Shinji's tremb…