[Kaworu finds himself drawn into the the memory like being drawn into the story of a book. He doesn't understand Shadowheart's world and what it means to follow Shar or to be a Selunite but he does understand being defined by your nature and how that nature conflicts with others. Shar vs. Selǔne, Adam vs. Lilith, mankind vs. the angels... all locked into conflict in their struggle to dominate the other.
And yet, Shadowheart defies her own sense of self to help others. For a moment he pauses, raising his arms as the glow of the spell illuminates his pale skin and wonders what it would be like to feel such a thing. Was it warm? Did it comfort the refugees? Did it rally the troops?
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And yet, Shadowheart defies her own sense of self to help others. For a moment he pauses, raising his arms as the glow of the spell illuminates his pale skin and wonders what it would be like to feel such a thing. Was it warm? Did it comfort the refugees? Did it rally the troops?
He continues down the hall in search of answers.]