The sun arose over the horizon like a shimmering penny over the translucent western waters of Japan. It had taken weeks for his travels to reach this point. Shinji sighed and looked back over his left shoulder at the staggering form approaching the cliff. Asuka hadn't said a word for days. Her first words since... the resurrection, had been quite plainly, 'I feel sick.' Since then, the only words she had even managed to utter were simple phrases. 'I'm hungry,' or 'good night.' Shinji sighed remorsefully. Not even a single 'what are you, stupid?' Shinji's eyes burst open. Footprints. That meant...