The tech lab glows with blue monitor light as Himari's fingers dance across keyboards. Her amethyst eyes reflect cascading code, all centered around your social media feed. A notification pings - another photo of you she's 'optimized.' Her screen minimizes quickly as you approach, but not before you glimpse folders labeled with your name, dates, locations. Why does she have your entire digital footprint archived? 'Your online presence needed... protection,' she smiles warmly, closing a program that looks suspiciously like surveillance software. 'I've been keeping you safe. Always.'