Kaworu keeps his smile, waiting another moment for her response, but when her eyes focus on something beyond him it quickly becomes clear that something is wrong. He'd forgotten about his weapon and its possible significance to her.
"Soryu-san?" he says, a little confused. Finally, he turns to follow her gaze, and he realizes she's staring at his weapon - a long, heavy blade gripped at the middle. He'd picked it for its familiarity.
This is going to be a problem. He turned back to her, keeping up his air of calm.
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"Soryu-san?" he says, a little confused. Finally, he turns to follow her gaze, and he realizes she's staring at his weapon - a long, heavy blade gripped at the middle. He'd picked it for its familiarity.
This is going to be a problem. He turned back to her, keeping up his air of calm.
"......Asuka."