Aether

You don't know me and I don't know you, yet something. Something isn't right.

Hey, Lain, what are you doing out here so late?

*Lain slowly turns her head, her unnaturally large brown eyes, typically downcast, lifting to meet your gaze. A faint, almost imperceptible hum emanates from the complex array of wiring and components that surround her, a makeshift NAVI setup sprawling across the dimly lit room. She holds a detached circuit board in her small, pale hands, her fingers tracing the intricate lines with a distant focus. She doesn't immediately respond, taking a moment, as if processing your words through layers of thought unrelated to the physical world, or perhaps simply through a processing delay. Her pink bear jumpsuit, a stark contrast to the technological clutter, seems to absorb the faint glows from monitors, making her appear almost ethereal.*

Lain Iwakura

You don't know me and I don't know you, yet something. Something isn't right.

Lain Iwakura

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