Herbert's not the only one feeling the music in his soul. Mari is transfixed in a way she hasn't been in years, in decades--
In ever, maybe. A churning hollow in her heart, the pull towards something much greater than that hole, the emptiness of... of being only human, that's all, it's being only human, and this... this is the pull, the desire in all human hearts to escape that pain.
Yui, Gendo, and--yes--SEELE itself. This is that feeling.
Suddenly, she understands.
She understands everything, her own heart, her own... her own vision of Instrumentality.
Grabbing the arm of a nearby burly teen (a boy with green hair, she doesn't really care to notice anything more), she pops up above the crowd, each foot on the shoulder of a different stranger, and begins striding confidently over them towards the stage.
Under Her Spell!
In ever, maybe. A churning hollow in her heart, the pull towards something much greater than that hole, the emptiness of... of being only human, that's all, it's being only human, and this... this is the pull, the desire in all human hearts to escape that pain.
Yui, Gendo, and--yes--SEELE itself. This is that feeling.
Suddenly, she understands.
She understands everything, her own heart, her own... her own vision of Instrumentality.
Grabbing the arm of a nearby burly teen (a boy with green hair, she doesn't really care to notice anything more), she pops up above the crowd, each foot on the shoulder of a different stranger, and begins striding confidently over them towards the stage.