[Kaworu doesn't know what to make of it. He's heard of war and how humanity claims to hate it, only to fall back into it so easily like an addict, but he doesn't know war. In his mind, the battle between humans and angels, is not war. It's something that has a start and an end. It's not endless and circular.
He looks at Jiaoqiu.]
So you were a healer. You saved thousands only for them to return to the battlefield once more...?
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He looks at Jiaoqiu.]
So you were a healer. You saved thousands only for them to return to the battlefield once more...?
[Is that how it works?]