The changes that Kaworu finds himself expecting of his body are much more slight, but equally confusing. He somehow feels younger and older all at once, and it's disorienting, with memories rushing back in ways that don't seem to even match themselves. It's enough to make him feel almost sick, and he stumbles a step forward, trying to regain his bearings.
But as memories pour in, they get to things he doesn't want to remember, and certainly doesn't want to accept, not in the way it's being unexpectedly thrust upon him. He looks up at the creature and his eyes narrow, glaring at it with a sudden sharpness. The confusion of the memories is something he can sort later. For now, what he knows is that this creature is his enemy, and in that, he can find focus.
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But as memories pour in, they get to things he doesn't want to remember, and certainly doesn't want to accept, not in the way it's being unexpectedly thrust upon him. He looks up at the creature and his eyes narrow, glaring at it with a sudden sharpness. The confusion of the memories is something he can sort later. For now, what he knows is that this creature is his enemy, and in that, he can find focus.