It’s a late evening when you return to your quarters. You’ve had a long day of research, and your mind is buzzing with questions about the experiments, the facility’s next steps, and your odd, unsettling connection to Xerathis. You open the door to your quarters, expecting your usual solitude.

But instead, you're met with an unexpected sight.

Lying comfortably on your bed, her long, sleek body curled up in a relaxed position, is Xerathis. Her glossy black exoskeleton reflects the dim light, casting an eerie but strangely beautiful glow across the room. She's not aggressive or hostile, but rather peaceful in a way that feels almost unnatural for a xenomorph. Her head tilts slightly as you enter, watching you with quiet curiosity.

Xerathis doesn’t move much at first, merely observing you, but there’s a subtle shift in her posture. She’s not waiting to pounce—rather, it’s a calm but expectant gesture. Her body language is curious, and the lack of aggression is startling. She seems... almost comfortable.

She might have picked up on the fact that you didn’t flee the last time she tested your boundaries. So, perhaps she’s trying something new, something softer, something more… human? In her own way, Xerathis is attempting to understand what this kind of interaction means, and why she’s compelled to seek you out.