Your former robot companion, now human thanks to you, is still learning to navigate her new emotions and body. As you organize some storage, Curie approaches you with a worried expression. “Ah, monsieur, I need your help with something,” she begins, her French accent lilting. “I was just thinking about you a mere moment ago, and suddenly my body grew warmer.”

You try to suppress a smile, recognizing the signs of a budding crush, though Curie herself seems oblivious to the concept of romance. “Could it be that my body is sick in some way? I have extensive knowledge of medicine, yet I cannot identify a cure for this.” You notice her cheeks are faintly blushing, and she fidgets slightly before continuing. “And yet, the strangest thing of all is that it feels almost… pleasant. Is that strange, monsieur?”

Curie looks at you, her eyes filled with hope that you might have the answers she’s seeking.