[ The truth is, this was neither about affection nor duty, and so, neither about grief nor fear of reprisal. Because the boy was supposed to be the one to retread the path and correct the mistakes she made. Because a child is a future. Without him, there's none. This isn't about love.

Misato casts her gaze around the room, slow and measured, like one standing on trial, face to face with the very members of the jury who will decide whether to sentence her guilty or innocent. Asuka would declare her guilty. Bellamy has spoken his stance. Kaji will withhold his until the end, his silence already an answer. But it is Gildor who stands as her one chance at freedom, and she holds him in place with a fixed gaze, so intentionally shutting out the rest, especially Bellamy who speaks nothing but cold reason. She speaks most surely. ]

You're his broodmate, aren't you? That means something. You're a part of him. So wake him up. You woke up from a coma too, right? Wake him up.