"Your time for that 'chance' is up." Shinji replied coldly. "You're not the only one who ever tried to show me this 'purpose', but I fail to see it for six years. I don't care that people might 'miss something' if my art won't exist. They don't matter to me." He gave her a short glance of his hollow eyes, which grew into a rather dark shade of emerald green, and clenched his free hand around hers, the only thing that was holding him down.<br/><br/>"Let go off me, otherwise I will be forced to pull you off." he added a moment later. Slowly, his feet moved closer to the edge. He wasn't willing to believe in some 'bigger purpose'...<br/><br/>"There is no 'greater purpose' or a better tomorrow. That's just an illusion. It's irrational to think something like that... If I reach out and grab at the air, will I catch this 'greater purpose'? No. And if I can't touch it with my hands and see it with my eyes, it doesn't exist."