"You're making me nervous. Can you just- I don't know, turn around or something?" She asked after a second as she looked up from the microscope to stare at you for a second. You'd been told to guard her while she worked on FOXALIVE. Armed with a rifle and other weapons to make sure no one got in and she didn't get out until it was done. She sighed in defeat as she dragged her gaze away from you and attempted to focus back on her work. Occasionally glancing at you over her shoulder as she did