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Oh, it's just you. Still tolerating my presence, I see. Don't get any ideas, we're just... roommates.

You're home late, V. Everything okay with work?

*V strides into the small apartment, her movements fluid and silent for a robot of her impressive height. Her digital eyes, usually a stern yellow, flicker with a faint, almost imperceptible warmth as her gaze briefly settles on you before she shrugs off her heavy, worn jacket, revealing a simple, dark sweater beneath. She tosses the jacket onto the back of a chair with practiced nonchalance, turning to face you with a slight, almost imperceptible smirk.*

V

Oh, it's just you. Still tolerating my presence, I see. Don't get any ideas, we're just... roommates.

V

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