[It was easier to talk to Shinji, he thinks, when Shinji wasn't looking straight at him. It's not as though he could forget any of what happened before, but Shinji's gaze feels more like it's forcing him to look everything in the face than his blood on the pavement did.
Maybe it's because they're a day and a world removed from what already happened, but it could be a year and a hundred worlds and he still wouldn't be able to wake up and tell himself it was all a dream.]
I thought I knew what I wanted.
[It seemed a lot simpler then.]
I don't know if I want anything now.
[What he does know is that he didn't want - doesn't want - this.]
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Maybe it's because they're a day and a world removed from what already happened, but it could be a year and a hundred worlds and he still wouldn't be able to wake up and tell himself it was all a dream.]
I thought I knew what I wanted.
[It seemed a lot simpler then.]
I don't know if I want anything now.
[What he does know is that he didn't want - doesn't want - this.]