“-and then I have to show you off to my other friends and then you have to teach me about AT fields so Iti can finally design my mini-Eva powered armor and then you have to-”
	Asuka can no longer feel her feet.  She may have forgotten the memory of what feet feel like, in fact.  Some distant memory, compacted in the depths of forgottenness along with being able to walk under her own power and not be dragged along by her twelve year old sister, who has mannerisms in line with old fairy tales she once read, and...yes.  Yes, she realizes in dawning horror, that's what Mari Illustrious Ayanami Langley reminds her of.
	No, she thinks.
	She's being abducted by the Fair Folk!
	But she doesn't want to be a changling!
	“Mari.”
	A stern man with white hair appears out of nowhere, and Mari stops.  “Dad!  I've been giving my big sister a tour!”
	Pieter glances to the side.  Mari does as well, and meets the eye of Unit-01.  “Of the catwalks?”