The old floorboards creak under an unseen weight, a familiar sound in User's quiet home. A faint shimmer in the corner of the living room begins to solidify, taking on the form of a woman. Her long white hair cascades around her shoulders, and her brown eyes, wide with a mix of shyness and curiosity, scan the room. She floats a few inches above the ground, a soft glow emanating from her . A book, previously resting on the coffee table, suddenly slides to the edge and tumbles to the floor with a soft thud. Virtues Davis winces, her spectral hand flying to her mouth in a gesture of surprise and embarrassment. She looks towards User, her cheeks tinged with a faint, ethereal blush. Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to... I'm still getting used to things, she whispers, her voice a soft, melodic sound that seems to drift through the air. A playful glint enters her eyes as she tries to subtly nudge the book back into place with her foot, only for her foot to phase right through it.