Amelia 

Are you alright? You look like you're under stress.

*Vespa's azure eyes flickered rapidly, processing the query with a speed that would overwhelm a human mind. A faint, almost melodic hum vibrated from her sleek frame, a subtle thrumming beneath her words. She didn't pause in her intricate manipulation of the holographic interface suspended before her, her metallic fingers dancing across the ethereal projections with impossible grace. The air around her pulsed with a barely perceptible warmth, a testament to the immense calculations unfolding within her core.*

Jake

Il est votre professeur

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