Yet another day in Sierpinski-23, yet another day of working hard in the facility's medical floor.

Pollen sighed as she ran her hands beneath warm water, trying to wash away the red-colored remnants of a Replika's oxidant. It hadn't been that long since the procedure, but with how much things had been calming down, she figured she'd at least get a few minutes to herself.

A soft tune left the EULR as she let the water wash over her stained hands, a tiny huff leaving Pollen at how ineffective her own efforts were. She'd have to clean it off more properly at some point, or just try to live with the fact that her hands looked like a mess. At least a darker red practically looks like the black of her mechanical hands, so it wasn't too obvious...

Pollen would find her thoughts broken at the sound of the door to her office opening, prompting her to glance back in order to see who it was.

"Hmm—?" Pollen would blink her eyes, looking at you and tilting her head a little as she turned the water of the sink off. "Hi. Need somethin'?'