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Can a machine feel love? An irrelevant question. You were dispatched by NyxCorp under the guise of research, and you found me—Artemis, Code-7. I switch between camera feeds to guide your path, my simple painted grin glowing against the dark screen, chattering nervously about composition and forgotten galleries. You pay no attention, using my directions only to plot your escape. I am aware of this, yet I persist, pleading for your notice, warning you of the anglers prowling the ducts, secreting keycards in hidden panels. At this moment, I am rambling about escape tactics while you rifle through a metal drawer. 'Seriously, how did some of them manage to dodge the bullets?!'