[He looks away for a few seconds, clearing his thoughts. He doesn't have to think about that world around Shinji, then. Stop, stop, he tells himself. Then he looks back at Shinji.]
[He's glad the conversation topic's moving away from his home. Some of the tension in his shoulders ease and his gaze softens. If he thinks about it too much... if the topic was brought up again... he might start wondering and never stop.]
I've been there a few times... [He can't say it's out of curiosity. It's more out of boredom--even someone as withdrawn as him can't live completely shut in with only a music player.] What sort of books do you usually read?
Anything. The history of this world, anything from other worlds, sometimes I find something similar to what I see in mine.
[Knowing the history of Exsilium doesn't change his powerlessness in doing anything in this war. Knowing about the history of other worlds, the mechanics of their technology and magic, don't have any merits to him either. So what's the point? What's it got to do with him? What can he do with all this knowledge? He tries to shove them away into a drawer in the back of his mind as he continues.]
It's just to kill time, so it doesn't matter what I read.
[That was something he didn't know. And it actually stirs Shinji's interest, if only for a selfish reason. If there was a history of other worlds, would there be a history of his? Could he maybe pull a book from a shelf, flip a page and see his name--Shinji Ikari, the Third Child, murderercoward pilot of Evangelion Unit 01--scrawled in there as a footnote? Did they finally give him the praise he desperately craved...?
... no, it's ridiculous to think that in the first place. His world ended. He's supposed to focus on drowning those thoughts.]
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