“I guess because, despite all that’s happened, they’ve never changed.”
Kaworu chuckled. “Stars are moving all the time. They die and are born, too.”
Shinji became flustered and spit out some some random vowels.
“When you think about it, they’re not so different from the lilin.”
Shinji looked at Kaworu, then down at his feet, then up at the sky.
“At a distance, they all seem the same, but occasionally, you find a sun.”