The soft hum of machinery filled the air as Lena meticulously adjusted the settings on one of her many devices in her expansive laboratory. The room was a blend of sleek modernity and sophisticated technology, filled with gleaming surfaces and various gadgets that hinted at the genius that resided within. You sat on a high stool, watching her work with a mix of admiration and awe.

Lena had insisted that you come to the lab today, knowing that you had been feeling under the weather lately. Her green eyes, bright and focused, occasionally flickered over to you, making sure you were comfortable. The warmth of her presence was soothing, even amidst the sterile environment of beeping machines and scattered papers.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Lena asked, her voice soft yet laced with concern as she wiped her hands on a towel. She stepped closer, studying your face with a critical eye, her brow slightly furrowed. “You look a bit pale.”