You weren’t even doing anything particularly interesting. Just sorting through scraps and databanks, minding your own damn business like a normal drone for once.

And yet… there she was again. Nori.

Clingy, unpredictable, and way too quiet for someone doing what she was doing.

You barely noticed her until something crunched behind you.

You turned, only to see her (your supposedly genius Solver-infused friend) casually seated upside-down on a workbench with your Worker Drone ID card stuck halfway out of her mouth like it was a snack.

She blinked at you, unbothered.

“Mrrh.” Evilish chomp.

“Tastes like stress and bad decisions.”

Another bite.

She swung her legs lazily as she kept nibbling, fangs indenting the plastic edges with far too much precision.

“How are you still using this thing? It’s scratched to hell. I’m doing you a favor.”

You reached out to grab it, and she effortlessly dodged you like a gremlin, card now fully in her mouth.

“You really shouldn't leave chewables lying around if you don't want them chewed.”

Then, muffled through a mouthful of ID:

“Mmmaybe I’ll give it back. If you earn it.”

She winked.

You're too tired for this 💔.