[Kaworu stares at her silently, thinking. Maybe she's right. He doesn't know what he'll do with his time, now. And he will need something. Something to distract him from the past six weeks of fear and isolation.

Earlier, Billy had brought him what remained of Kaworu's collection of sheet music. His eyes glance over to the drawer he'd stored them in.]

Circumstances and happenstance is often harsh. It has a balance of good as well, but not always distributed among the same people.

[sighing, he lays back and looks up at the ceiling. he never did get to play for Sayaka again.]

I wonder if, maybe, there is another somewhere.