Something about the guillotine drags another answering flash of thought-memory out of him. He doesn't flinch, but–
A vast room, a giant hand gripping him tight, a sense of gratitude before an awful crunching sound and a head falls to splash into a lake of orange liquid–
"You're kind. Determined to help others even when in need of help yourself." The smile Kaworu gives her is almost a little sad. "Does it make you feel stronger to do so? Like you can cancel out the hurt?"
He walks with her, but the nightrender follows as well. The barrier only seems to extend around Kaworu himself a certain distance, so the monster's furious assault on it sticks with them like a loud, deadly shadow. It's more than a little unnerving.
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A vast room, a giant hand gripping him tight, a sense of gratitude before an awful crunching sound and a head falls to splash into a lake of orange liquid–
"You're kind. Determined to help others even when in need of help yourself." The smile Kaworu gives her is almost a little sad. "Does it make you feel stronger to do so? Like you can cancel out the hurt?"
He walks with her, but the nightrender follows as well. The barrier only seems to extend around Kaworu himself a certain distance, so the monster's furious assault on it sticks with them like a loud, deadly shadow. It's more than a little unnerving.