The problem with illusions is that, frankly, it requires some level of imagination to be fooled--or at least a shared frame of reference. Kaworu Nagisa is possessed of neither, and so is frankly just confused.
He's never seen houses like this--individual units spaced out along a road, with grass and pavement alternating in an inefficient kind of grid.
On a simple level, he understands what's going on--this isn't where he was earlier, but it is where he is now. But he didn't grasp what about it was wrong. The gigantic spider-human combination doesn't actually tell him what is wrong, but it's definitely not right.
What Jowan, moving backwards, bumps into is and isn't technically Kaworu. It's Kaworu's AT Field, a solid barrier in geometric pattern--and when Jowan turns around he'll see the last hexagonal ripples of it between him and the butt-naked Japanese teenager standing in the middle of the street.
CW: nudity
He's never seen houses like this--individual units spaced out along a road, with grass and pavement alternating in an inefficient kind of grid.
On a simple level, he understands what's going on--this isn't where he was earlier, but it is where he is now. But he didn't grasp what about it was wrong. The gigantic spider-human combination doesn't actually tell him what is wrong, but it's definitely not right.
What Jowan, moving backwards, bumps into is and isn't technically Kaworu. It's Kaworu's AT Field, a solid barrier in geometric pattern--and when Jowan turns around he'll see the last hexagonal ripples of it between him and the butt-naked Japanese teenager standing in the middle of the street.
Normal!