[ It might be the symbiote talking. He has not yet experienced the ache of losing a broodmate, and oh, it is like missing a piece of himself. It's grief, it's loss, yet he knows those emotions well enough to identify something artificial about them regarding his relationship to Shinji. They may have been brood, but the boy never would have called him friend.
Gildor's mind is uncharacteristically quiet as he listens. Every word rings loudly in the tense silences between, and none louder than Misato's. It would be wrong to say he isn't hurting, and thus clinging to optimism. It would be even more wrong to say he's hurting even a fraction as much as Misato. "When he wakes up," she says. The others might not agree, but Gildor does. ]
I fell into coma before we left the desert, and was only asleep for several days. Why give up on the boy so quickly?
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[ It might be the symbiote talking. He has not yet experienced the ache of losing a broodmate, and oh, it is like missing a piece of himself. It's grief, it's loss, yet he knows those emotions well enough to identify something artificial about them regarding his relationship to Shinji. They may have been brood, but the boy never would have called him friend.
Gildor's mind is uncharacteristically quiet as he listens. Every word rings loudly in the tense silences between, and none louder than Misato's. It would be wrong to say he isn't hurting, and thus clinging to optimism. It would be even more wrong to say he's hurting even a fraction as much as Misato. "When he wakes up," she says. The others might not agree, but Gildor does. ]
I fell into coma before we left the desert, and was only asleep for several days. Why give up on the boy so quickly?