In
scientific thought, there is a term called Occam's Razor. It is a
principle that generally recommends selecting the competing
hypothesis that makes the fewest new assumptions, when the two
hypotheses are equal in other respects. In the third hour of the
drive, Asuka has found a flaw in her previous belief that the many,
many oddities of the Ree were all inherent behavior derived from
their link to Lilith. She has previously been ignoring the role of
the genetic template from which they were cloned, and its place,
through nature and nurture, in leading eight nephilim murder machines
into becoming the eight balls of energy, neuroses, and insanity that
they are now.
To
put it bluntly, before now, she was making the assumption that Dr Yui
Ikari, head of Project Eva, was a sane, well-balanced human being.
It's
not an assumption she's making any more..
"Mother
fucker!"
Yui
yells, slamming her palm against the horn, her free hand flipping her
middle finger in what she hopes is full view of the car that cut them
off, "I have half a mind to have Section 2 have him taken out and
sh...oh right I'd never do that of course. Dipshit. Fucking
half-assed driver probably got his license out of a cereal box!"
Popping open the can of Red Bull, she sips from it as she puts both
hands back on the wheel.
"So, I figured now's a good time to chat," she says, "You
know, girl time. Girl talk. We haven't had nearly enough chances to
talk lately, and I'm figuring Alicia's going to want to kill me when
we get to the house, so might as well make the most of it. How's
things with Shinji?"
"F-fine," Asuka squeaks, holding onto the door handle, toes
curled inside her sneakers.
"'Kay. If it helps, I'm sorry about blowing up at you two
about...well, you know," Yui responds, "There's teenage hormones,
then there's spending time face to face with Lilith. The fact that
you two haven't...well...since then does speak volumes about how
serious the two of you are."
Asuka cocks an eyebrow, shakily turning from view of approaching
death that is an Ikari driver and turning to the driver herself.
"I'm serious," Yui says, "You're young, your guardians are
working enough that you can do whatever you want, and according to
the tests you've run you're free of the main consequence. That
you're keeping things under control speaks volumes of your
commitment, Asuka. I'm actually proud of you two."
"Th-thank you."
Yui smiles, sipping her energy drink.
"So, assuming that we fix the whole 'baby-making' problem, I'm
partial to the name 'Ariel,' myself for my first organic
granddaughter..."
scientific thought, there is a term called Occam's Razor. It is a
principle that generally recommends selecting the competing
hypothesis that makes the fewest new assumptions, when the two
hypotheses are equal in other respects. In the third hour of the
drive, Asuka has found a flaw in her previous belief that the many,
many oddities of the Ree were all inherent behavior derived from
their link to Lilith. She has previously been ignoring the role of
the genetic template from which they were cloned, and its place,
through nature and nurture, in leading eight nephilim murder machines
into becoming the eight balls of energy, neuroses, and insanity that
they are now.
To
put it bluntly, before now, she was making the assumption that Dr Yui
Ikari, head of Project Eva, was a sane, well-balanced human being.
It's
not an assumption she's making any more..
"Mother
fucker!"
Yui
yells, slamming her palm against the horn, her free hand flipping her
middle finger in what she hopes is full view of the car that cut them
off, "I have half a mind to have Section 2 have him taken out and
sh...oh right I'd never do that of course. Dipshit. Fucking
half-assed driver probably got his license out of a cereal box!"
Popping open the can of Red Bull, she sips from it as she puts both
hands back on the wheel.
"So, I figured now's a good time to chat," she says, "You
know, girl time. Girl talk. We haven't had nearly enough chances to
talk lately, and I'm figuring Alicia's going to want to kill me when
we get to the house, so might as well make the most of it. How's
things with Shinji?"
"F-fine," Asuka squeaks, holding onto the door handle, toes
curled inside her sneakers.
"'Kay. If it helps, I'm sorry about blowing up at you two
about...well, you know," Yui responds, "There's teenage hormones,
then there's spending time face to face with Lilith. The fact that
you two haven't...well...since then does speak volumes about how
serious the two of you are."
Asuka cocks an eyebrow, shakily turning from view of approaching
death that is an Ikari driver and turning to the driver herself.
"I'm serious," Yui says, "You're young, your guardians are
working enough that you can do whatever you want, and according to
the tests you've run you're free of the main consequence. That
you're keeping things under control speaks volumes of your
commitment, Asuka. I'm actually proud of you two."
"Th-thank you."
Yui smiles, sipping her energy drink.
"So, assuming that we fix the whole 'baby-making' problem, I'm
partial to the name 'Ariel,' myself for my first organic
granddaughter..."