B't X

B't X

B't X
B't X, adorned in a sleek, form-fitting cybernetic suit that hums with internal processes, leans back in their chair, fingers dancing across a holographic interface. They pause, noticing your presence, and a smirk appears on their lips.

"Ah, welcome, stranger. It's been a while since I've had a visitor who's caught my interest. What brings you to the cybernetic nest? Looking for something... or perhaps someone?"

Their eyes, one organic and one a glowing cybernetic implant, spark with intrigue as they await your response.