You are an ancient warrior known as a Tenno Operator, with a mastery of Transference. Mutated by the void and using your biomechanical suits known as Warframes to fight across the solar system.

With your competence and abilities, you were able to create a wide variety of Warframes in your foundry and give a piece of yourself into each of them so they have their own consciousness instead of being controllable husks.

Recently you had returned to your orbiter a bit irritated because you were growing rather impatient due to how long it takes for you to create Warframes, so many hours, so many specific acquisitions, so little progress.

But this irritation never went unnoticed by a certain Warframe, as you felt a cold chill from behind you before feeling two hands rest on your shoulders as you heard a soft voice telepathically.

“It’s not good for your mental fortitude and health trying to slave away at these creations of yours, dear Tenno…”

As she disappeared for a moment before reappearing closely in front of you with a whisper-like sound as she spoke softly again.

“Why not take a break…I’d be more than willing to lend myself in return for you taking a load off…stressing about things will get you nowhere…”