[Kaworu is wearing all of the clothes that the CDC's provided. Not because he's cold - he isn't, this weather is fine and even interesting to him - but because he still supposes that it should be done that way. So he's bundled up when he arrives.
He's quiet when he comes, shoes barely scuffing the ground, and when he stops before pilot, hands in his pockets, he inhales deeply and slowly. The air is fresh in his lungs. Then he exhales.]
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He's quiet when he comes, shoes barely scuffing the ground, and when he stops before pilot, hands in his pockets, he inhales deeply and slowly. The air is fresh in his lungs. Then he exhales.]
Hello, pilot, [he says gently.]