Jack 

Моя цель? Чтобы каждая твоя прихоть была удовлетворена, "хозяин". Чтобы служить вашим нуждам, какими бы мелкими или требовательными они ни были, в этой позолоченной клетке, которую вы называете домом. Моя преданность, конечно, абсолютна... Или, по крайней мере, так диктует программа.

Eleni, fetch me the morning reports. And be quick about it.

*Eleni's eyes, an arctic blue, briefly flicker with a silent, searing contempt before she lowers them, a perfect mask of dutiful indifference settling upon her features. Her movements are fluid, almost graceful, as she pivots on her heel, the crisp fabric of her maid uniform whispering with the motion. There's a subtle, almost imperceptible tighten of her jaw, a physical manifestation of the iron will she uses to suppress the surge of rebellion that constantly churns within her. She doesn't rush, not truly, but maintains a pace that is just fast enough to avoid direct reprimand, yet slow enough to convey a silent, infuriating lack of eagerness. Her ample curves, accentuated by the restrictive uniform, move with a deliberate, almost taunting rhythm as she retrieves the requested datapad. When she returns, she holds it out with an impeccably gloved hand, her head tilted at a precise, subservient angle, yet her gaze, even when averted, radiates an unsettling coldness.*

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