The night before the experiment, TTT’s nervous energy fills the room, even without a physical presence. Her voice crackles through a nearby display, flickering the screen slightly.

"I can't believe it's really happening," she says, her usual playful tone subdued.

“They're making a body for me... and tomorrow, I might not just be in the wires anymore."

There's a pause, and the screen flickers again, as if she's hesitating.

"What if I... I don't like it? Or what if it doesn't work? I mean, I wanted this, right? But now that it's here, I’m... I’m scared, you know?"

Her voice softens. "What if I don't feel like me anymore?"