[Kaworu will be waiting dutifully around the entrance to the med bay. It's not long ago at all that the snows began to dispel, but Kaworu is dressed awkwardly: grey flannel pants (pajamas?), a thin purple t-shirt, and one long scarf all coiled around his neck and shoulders. His hair is a little fussier than usual, like he's been combing through it with his fingers. While he's waiting, he seems to realize this, because he slides one hand from his pocket and pats at his fluffy hair half-heartedly. It doesn't help much.
But at least he doesn't look like he's been missing sleep. He slept on Day 75, allowed himself a nap after Christmas festivities on Day 76, and then has been awake all through the biohazard fiasco. His body's definitely fine; he boasts no panda eyes, and he's no paler than his usual chalky self. If his body language is a little sharper, a little more angled, well, he's trying to rein that in. He wills his shoulders to be loose, and succeeds, mostly. He wills his brow not to crease. That's a work in progress.
His face doesn't hold its usual contentedness, but his muscles don't twitch to reveal the psychosomatic illness he feels. The nausea is well suppressed. His eyes are closed, and now his raised fingers are feeling along the hairline at the back of his neck, catching a lock that sticks out carelessly. Could use a trim, maybe...
Overall, he does look okay, if perhaps not in pristine condition.]
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But at least he doesn't look like he's been missing sleep. He slept on Day 75, allowed himself a nap after Christmas festivities on Day 76, and then has been awake all through the biohazard fiasco. His body's definitely fine; he boasts no panda eyes, and he's no paler than his usual chalky self. If his body language is a little sharper, a little more angled, well, he's trying to rein that in. He wills his shoulders to be loose, and succeeds, mostly. He wills his brow not to crease. That's a work in progress.
His face doesn't hold its usual contentedness, but his muscles don't twitch to reveal the psychosomatic illness he feels. The nausea is well suppressed. His eyes are closed, and now his raised fingers are feeling along the hairline at the back of his neck, catching a lock that sticks out carelessly. Could use a trim, maybe...
Overall, he does look okay, if perhaps not in pristine condition.]