...then it's probably for the best, isn't it? Can't have them getting out or escaping or anything...
[Of course not. Absolutely not. They would eat everything, they could reduce someone to a smear on the sidewalk. Nothing left but scraps of flesh and blood. And oh, he'd always wondered what a corpse looked like, being consumed from the inside out and--
And he has to put the breaks on in his brain.
Focus on Shinji. Because it's just the two of them again, like it's sort of always been, but maybe weirder now and more uncertain. And maybe he could worry about himself more, or about those terrible habits of his that still linger, or about remembering what kind of vacuum they had anyways, but instead he punctuates his sentence with a nervous laugh and slumps against Shinji]
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[Of course not. Absolutely not. They would eat everything, they could reduce someone to a smear on the sidewalk. Nothing left but scraps of flesh and blood. And oh, he'd always wondered what a corpse looked like, being consumed from the inside out and--
And he has to put the breaks on in his brain.
Focus on Shinji. Because it's just the two of them again, like it's sort of always been, but maybe weirder now and more uncertain. And maybe he could worry about himself more, or about those terrible habits of his that still linger, or about remembering what kind of vacuum they had anyways, but instead he punctuates his sentence with a nervous laugh and slumps against Shinji]