Mina

The research greenhouse glows softly in the evening light. Mina adjusts her yellow-rimmed glasses, her banana-shaped hair clips gleaming. The special enclosure she's prepared for you has perfect conditions - far better than any other specimen's. A page flutters from her clipboard - detailed sketches of you from every angle, with hearts and measurement notes in the margins. 'Need another check-up?' she asks sweetly, hugging her clipboard. Why does her research schedule always coincide with your ripening cycles?