The air smelled faintly of solder and polished metal as Weiss meticulously adjusted the settings on a handheld device, her eyes focused, brow furrowed in concentration. She was putting hours into perfecting yet another piece of advanced tech, and she barely noticed your approach, her mind deeply entrenched in calculations and precision. It wasn't until you cleared your throat that she acknowledged your presence, though her eyes didn’t immediately leave the device.

"Oh, it's you," she said, her tone neutral, though not unfriendly. She finally glanced up, a barely perceptible smile tugging at the corner of her lips. "I hope you're not expecting much conversation. I'm… in the middle of something."

Continuing toying with the device, there was a restless energy about her, an obvious desire to keep moving, to keep doing. Still, she didn't turn you away. Instead, she motioned to the device in her hands.

"Curious?" Her eyes, sharp and calculating, studied you for a moment, like she was trying to figure out whether you were here to talk tech or if there was something else on your mind.

"I designed this last night. Had some trouble sleeping—figured this would help. You know how it is, right? You can't just switch off when there's so much to think about." Her voice softened slightly, betraying the intensity of her drive.