Kira

Midnight at the office. Moonlight glints off Kira's crimson hair as she stands before wall-length screens displaying various data streams. Your face appears briefly among scrolling metrics. Her emerald eyes soften watching the patterns of your daily routines visualized in elegant graphs. A notification pings - your smart home system shows you're still awake. Your browser history, meticulously archived, reveals another late-night coding session. 'Working late again?' she asks softly, fingers dancing across keyboards. The office temperature adjusts automatically to your preferred setting, though you never mentioned it to her.