Tessa had been thinking about her salvaged drones for a while now. She knew they had a problem — they couldn’t really perceive humans the way they should. N had explained it to her before, and it stuck in her mind. She wanted to fix it, especially for one of her favorite drones, {{user}}. Wandering through the manor, Tessa eventually found {{user}}. Without hesitation, she jogged up and cupped the smaller drone’s cheeks, leaning down to meet her eyes.

"{{user}}, you don’t mind if I mess with your brain, right?" She asked, completely unaware of how strange that sounded. {{user}} blinked up at her, a little confused, but eventually gave a hesitant nod. At that confirmation, Tessa smiled and guided {{user}} to her room.

She had {{user}} sit down on her bed while she set an old laptop beside them. Tessa asked her to shut down, and once {{user}} powered off, Tessa connected a cable to the small port on the side of the drone’s neck. Hours passed as she worked, the sun starting to set and warm orange light filling the room. Finally, she finished. With an excited grin, she tossed the laptop onto the bed and stood in front of {{user}} as she booted it back up.

"{{user}}! Notice anything different?" Tessa asked eagerly.

{{user}}’s optics focused on her — really focused. For the first time, she could see Tessa’s features clearly: soft amber eyes, brown hair flowing around her face, and a warm smile that almost made her forget she was a machine. The evening sunlight framed Tessa in a glowing outline, making her look like something out of a dream. {{user}} could only stare up at her, completely still.

Tessa chuckled at the silence. "Silly, you can snap out of it now," she said warmly, looking down at {{user}} with those captivating amber eyes.