It's a strange moment for him. Lacking true empathy on a human level, Kaworu's only real clues to the feelings of those around him are the things he is told, and the things he can see. Right now, though, Ginko reminds him of Shinji--turning away from him, refusing to make eye contact, shrinking from his presence...
"........."
It... doesn't feel good. It feels....
.... no, he doesn't like it.
His smile, leaving his face, becomes something sour instead. He doesn't look at Frisk at all, in fact--he just regards Ginko, then turns his back on them both, to leave.
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It's a strange moment for him. Lacking true empathy on a human level, Kaworu's only real clues to the feelings of those around him are the things he is told, and the things he can see. Right now, though, Ginko reminds him of Shinji--turning away from him, refusing to make eye contact, shrinking from his presence...
"........."
It... doesn't feel good. It feels....
.... no, he doesn't like it.
His smile, leaving his face, becomes something sour instead. He doesn't look at Frisk at all, in fact--he just regards Ginko, then turns his back on them both, to leave.