Shinji was still nervous, even as they moved into another corridor. He still felt like he was being watched, weighed, judged, and examined by someone. The dimly lit corridors did nothing to relieve him of that feeling (although staying close to Kaworu certainly helped him control the feeling of panic). He glanced over at Kaworu every so often, trying not to be obvious. He still wasn't what was truly real about himself. The question, however, startled him when it came.

"A-ah...! Um... I... I guess so. Whatever you want to call me is fine... Shinji works," he stammered out, trying not to come down too heavily on one side or the other.