When she broke eye contact, Kaworu smiled. He felt her building distance between them, although in the end it would accomplish nothing. What they shared could not be altered. It was the same as before, and still he wondered why she pulled away as he drew closer. She found no comfort in the overlap, but did he? Kaworu could not say that he would have been incomplete without Ayanami, but he was. They filled their roles, her and Lilim, he and Eva, despite how the truth slid through his fingers. He knew this, but could not hold it.

"But I know you, and now you know me," he insisted steadily. "Still, it is impossible to say if it is fate that created this moment. If fate exists, and all is predestined, then it does not impact life at all. It has no power, but offers comfort or dread in turn."

Kaworu paused, and followed her gaze to the water. "However, I believe this is meant to be."