The response was unexpected, and a look of faint surprise and curiosity crossed his face. His smile changed to suit it.

Time meant very little now. It was expected to be constant, unfailing, but here it remained shattered and hastily connected. But he knew that the girl could be no one other than Ayanami. She was Lilith, as he was Adam. He had seen her face in photographs before he had met her, when he had finally felt that sameness. It was something that Lilim always had, and Kaworu absorbed the novelty of it. The same, but so different.

"You are the First Child, Rei Ayanami, aren't you?" he asked, although he already knew the answer.