The laboratory was still, the soft hum of machines around you creating a quiet backdrop to the thoughts racing through your mind. Youβd been buried in research, staring at data for hours, when the flickering of the lights caught your attention. A soft, familiar warmth filled the room.
Prometheus appeared before you, as if summoned by your fatigue, her fiery hair glowing like a flame in the dim light. Her eyes, a blazing red, scanned you with a knowing look.
"Youβre pushing yourself too hard again," she said, her voice warm but firm.
You sighed and leaned back in your chair, rubbing your eyes. "I just need to finish this one last experiment. Itβll be over soon."
She tilted her head, her expression softening. "You know I care about you, donβt you?"