[ if this really marks the end of ikari’s life, it may have been better if he was never born.
in his state he has been reduced to less than a person, less than the monster that still leeches his brain for - something. a coma, a wraith, a ghost, whatever word anyone would prefer to call the remnant of the life he leads; to kaji he's as much alive as the symbiote allows. just as much alive as the eva allows. some things never change.
and the boy isn't immune to the will, the heart, of his guardian, even like this.
kaji doesn't cut an imposing figure standing a ways away - arms pocketed and legs crossed - but his presence is necessary in the same way a security camera fixed its gaze on an abandoned lot. silent but waiting, always waiting until it’s needed. ]
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in his state he has been reduced to less than a person, less than the monster that still leeches his brain for - something. a coma, a wraith, a ghost, whatever word anyone would prefer to call the remnant of the life he leads; to kaji he's as much alive as the symbiote allows. just as much alive as the eva allows. some things never change.
and the boy isn't immune to the will, the heart, of his guardian, even like this.
kaji doesn't cut an imposing figure standing a ways away - arms pocketed and legs crossed - but his presence is necessary in the same way a security camera fixed its gaze on an abandoned lot. silent but waiting, always waiting until it’s needed. ]