"Think before you spout that nonsense. Everyone here has seen and experienced more than you. There's no logic to what you're saying. Did Shinji Ikari want to trigger Third Impact? All you see is his mistake. If he hadn't piloted EVA and saved humanity time and again, you wouldn't be standing here smugly spewing such brainless rubbish."
Apocalypse's expression was grim. The piercing edge in his gaze left Midori Kitakami sweating, forcing her to lower her head and avoid his eyes.
"When you call Shinji Ikari a brat, aren't you one yourself? The final battle is almost here. I don't want to take this too far. Show some dignity."
With that, Apocalypse stood on the Command Platform. Below him, the crew looked at one another, unsure what to do.
Apocalypse said, "Hey, keep eating. What are you looking at me for? Eat."
Everyone turned back to their trays and continued their final dinner before the decisive battle.
Unit-08 Pilot's Quarters
Asuka reached the door to Mari's room and noticed several new wires along the ceiling. Following them with her eyes, she found several boxes of explosives.
"More explosives, huh? They trust us even less now."
To WILLE, they were pilots bearing the curse of EVA, nothing more than weapons.
Asuka felt irritated. She was beginning to regret letting Huang Zhetian restore her humanity.
"I'm back!"
The glass door slid open, and Mari, dressed in her pink combat suit, happily spread her arms. She pulled Asuka into a hug and rubbed her cheek against hers.
"Welcome back, Princess. Thanks for all your hard work out there. I've really been looking forward to seeing you."
Looking at the arrangement behind Mari, Asuka was baffled. "Seriously, what's going on with this room? Forget decluttering-have you added even more books?"
The already cramped room