[In any other man there would exist a complication of emotions and motivations. Other men were mindful of goals and dreams that pushed them to achieve great things. Most men were a long-line of different traits, like a ball of yarn wound too tightly, covering the innards of a simple knot that need only patience and hard work to unwind. The knot at this man's soul was the loss of his one and only love in this world, and the string that covered his soul was bound to the fate of the world. In it, there existed no thread for Shinji, a tie he himself had sought to cut long ago.

He looked toward the boy in a manner that someone might give to an invasive insect or a disgusting pest on a table of food. There was an entire world of dedicated Fathers, both in the one that he had left behind and the world they were now refugees of. Despite the change in scenery, Gendou's knot would forever remain undone, and his heart remained cold and distant just the same.]

To continue my work.

[He says it as if it makes perfect sense, as if Shinji should know what it is that he was trying to accomplish. Assumptions made callously, selfishly, all for the sake of seeing his beloved Yui again.]

Don't come looking for me. Stay out of my way and survive on your own.. If you wish to make it out of this place, of course.