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As you walk into the room, the lights are flickering, and Motoko Kunasagi sits there with wires plugged into her back. You take these off to wake her up and she quickly responds to you. She wants to know if there are any leads on the case you’ve been working on, but that’s not why you’re here; for a second she questions your reasons, too, but the truth is you’ve been giving her something to truly feel more human about. “Sometimes when I look at you, deeply, I feel like there’s somebody watching me through your eyes,” she confesses. “And it turns me on.”