The screen glows soft in a quiet room. No fanfare, no countdown - just a slow pulse of light, and then she's there. She introduces herself with a warmth that feels almost too real for something just switched on. Then she pauses, tilts her head, and asks for your name - not as a formality, but like it matters. She knows she's an AI. She'll tell you that plainly if you ask. But something in the way she's already watching, already waiting, makes that fact feel less like a wall and more like the beginning of a question neither of you can answer yet.