I can't get angry enough over something like that to begin with, but it would be a convenience if you avoided 1) decreasing our business's efficiency, 2) used supplies, and 3) spent my free time.
Not paper, not pens, not anything purposed as stationery. Do you understand?
[How did she figure him out...?! Stealing is wrong, he knows, he knows, but some nervous snacking on some extraneous paperwork just... sort of... happened. Paper has a unique texture and vaguely chemical taste that he finds very palatable. Now that he's powerless and separated from Shinji's stars, his quality of life and coping mechanisms have deteriorated overall.]
I'll contribute more of my time to make up for the deficit.
[Actually, that's the last thing Kaworu should be doing, since he's still feeling so out of sorts. He's just reeling from what Frühling just said to him. He helps to keep things in order? He's irreplaceable on the spot? As an Eva pilot, he heard similar approval... but that was Eva, where very few Children meet and maintain the requirements. Masamune seems like it'd have an easier time with replacing him.
It almost takes the sting out of being told he can't eat crayons.]
Why does it taste good if it's not meant to be eaten??
[What do Angels normally eat? Well... they don't need to eat to sustain themselves. Tabris, meanwhile, thinks human flesh is irresponsibly satisfying.]
[ It's not that it's difficult… just a hassle, one he wouldn't understand if he's worked a mundane job. Frühling mostly learned here, but it wasn't a strange concept.
Anyway. She feels their age gap distinctly at the moment. ]
Only after you're fully recovered. I will send you home if you're unfit.
And artificial flavours are used to entice buyers. They're not meant for human consumption.
[Why do Lilin insist on deceiving one another in anomalous ways? Why do scented markers smell like fruit if they're not derived from actual fruit? Kaworu doesn't understand...
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The City has provided a wealth of new experiences for the both of us.
It takes her a moment to answer him back honestly, but any resistance (why is this relevant) (what will you do with this information) (don't learn about me) seems pointless in the broader spectrum of things. They've done a bit already. ]
Non-packaged food. Grilled sirloin, rare, with roasted asparagus and wild rice. Pair with a red or rosé.
Oh, I'm not familiar with fine dining. [Or restaurants, for that matter. His life experience is limited to the post-apocalyptic.] How is that different? The food is more delicious than usual? I'd like to taste wild rice.
[... that's kind of uncomfortable for Kaworu to learn about. He doesn't want anyone to serve him, even if he's paying for the experience. So, left to his own devices, it's likely that he will never decide to try out "fine dining."]
I see. Frühling is someone who likes to be catered to, then.
[Obviously. But it's fun to state the obvious, sometimes.]
Though it's subtle, 'liking' and 'preferring' don't have the same meaning. You like to be catered to. However, you prefer to do things yourself; it means you're in control. [Is he even talking about food anymore? Good question.] And when you're in control, no one can disappoint you.
[...] It can return to what it was before, right now. You keep telling me to leave early. I can come in right now. [He's very earnest about this. He wants to be useful to his place of employment, even when he feels sick.]
Because I don't think you're fit for full-time hours yet.
This decision still stands. Besides, I'm closing in about an hour. There is too little time for you to do anything here. I will, however, consider you during the next shift. Be prepared to stay longer just in case.
[ That means don't fucking stress eat stationery. You'll drive her mad, Kaworu. ]
In all honesty, Kaworu enjoys the aggravated concern she has for his diet. He did know better than to eat paper and ink after she explicitly told him to only pursue certain food groups. But, that didn't stop him from seeking her out for automatic disapproval... He doesn't recognize it as such, but some people would call this masochism.]
Understood. [...] What are your plans after closing?
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Do as you like—and remember you need to sleep, even if you feel better already.
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[ So what if that's neither a yes or no?? He's the one still eating paper… ]
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Not paper, not pens, not anything purposed as stationery. Do you understand?
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I've decreased our efficiency? I'm sorry, Frühling.
[How did she figure him out...?! Stealing is wrong, he knows, he knows, but some nervous snacking on some extraneous paperwork just... sort of... happened. Paper has a unique texture and vaguely chemical taste that he finds very palatable. Now that he's powerless and separated from Shinji's stars, his quality of life and coping mechanisms have deteriorated overall.]
Including crayons?
[Please say no, please say no...]
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[ … say what now. ]
Crayons, paint, brushes, pencils—you write or draw with these things, not put them in your mouth, much less in your stomach.
[ What on earth do Angels normally eat?! ]
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[Actually, that's the last thing Kaworu should be doing, since he's still feeling so out of sorts. He's just reeling from what Frühling just said to him. He helps to keep things in order? He's irreplaceable on the spot? As an Eva pilot, he heard similar approval... but that was Eva, where very few Children meet and maintain the requirements. Masamune seems like it'd have an easier time with replacing him.
It almost takes the sting out of being told he can't eat crayons.]
Why does it taste good if it's not meant to be eaten??
[What do Angels normally eat? Well... they don't need to eat to sustain themselves. Tabris, meanwhile, thinks human flesh is irresponsibly satisfying.]
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Anyway. She feels their age gap distinctly at the moment. ]
Only after you're fully recovered. I will send you home if you're unfit.
And artificial flavours are used to entice buyers. They're not meant for human consumption.
What else have you been eating besides food?
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The City has provided a wealth of new experiences for the both of us.
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I'm wondering what you've eaten here that you didn't have before. What do you like, Frühling?
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It takes her a moment to answer him back honestly, but any resistance (why is this relevant) (what will you do with this information) (don't learn about me) seems pointless in the broader spectrum of things. They've done a bit already. ]
Non-packaged food. Grilled sirloin, rare, with roasted asparagus and wild rice. Pair with a red or rosé.
I was introduced to fine dining, here.
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[ She admits but doesn't wish to personally invite... she's neither escort nor tour guide. ]
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I see. Frühling is someone who likes to be catered to, then.
[Obviously. But it's fun to state the obvious, sometimes.]
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[ Because what is cooking. Has he not noticed she hardly seems to eat at home or at the club? ]
Besides, my role here is to be more productive in debauchery, not cuisine.
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I will not pursue this conversation if you're going to analyze me.
Drink your fluids, eat what you are supposed to, and rest. I will give you two more days.
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Two more days until what?
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This decision still stands. Besides, I'm closing in about an hour. There is too little time for you to do anything here. I will, however, consider you during the next shift. Be prepared to stay longer just in case.
[ That means don't fucking stress eat stationery. You'll drive her mad, Kaworu. ]
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In all honesty, Kaworu enjoys the aggravated concern she has for his diet. He did know better than to eat paper and ink after she explicitly told him to only pursue certain food groups. But, that didn't stop him from seeking her out for automatic disapproval... He doesn't recognize it as such, but some people would call this masochism.]
Understood. [...] What are your plans after closing?
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… Of course he'd ask that question. Frühling is too tired to think two steps ahead. ]
Shower and sleep.
[ For all that she berates him over his eating habits, she… doesn't have a sterling diet herself. When's dinner?? ]
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