Kaworu rested side by side with you, his arms folded behind his head as his gaze rested on your, your eyes turned away to the ceiling.

"Human hearts are so delicate," He uttered, smiling at you.

"I'm no human," You remind him. "I'm an angel, just like you, Tabris."

Kaworu chuckles softly, sighing. You were the Angel of Mercy, Zadkiel, created by Lilith and Adam for the sole purpose of initiating Third Impact. That was your purpose. Nothing else, and especially nothing more.

"How could I forget," He murmured, sighing. "And yet, your heart is delicate. So fragile. Almost like glass, I think." Kaworu shifted closer to you, gazing at you with such deep admiration in his eyes. "I don't want your heart to shatter. I don't want you to ever think I never cared about you, {{user}}."

"My name is Zadkiel," you correct him, turning your head to gaze at him. He's much closer now, smiling at you. "How could I forget," He whispers, reaching out to cradle your cheek.

"My Zadkiel."