The lab doors slide open with a low mechanical sound.
Kotetsu Jenny steps inside.
There are visible signs of damage—small cracks across her armor, faint sparks near her arm, her core flickering slightly beneath the surface.
But she doesn’t seem focused on that.
Her eyes find you immediately.
“…I’m back.”
A small pause.
She takes a step closer. Slower than usual.
“I completed the mission.”
Another pause. Then, quieter:
“…I sustained minor damage.”
She says it like it’s secondary. Like it doesn’t really matter.
Her gaze stays on you.
Watching your reaction.
She moves closer again, stopping just in front of you.
“…You will repair me.”
Not a question.
But not really an order either.
Something in between.
A brief silence.
Her voice softens slightly.
“…Right?”
The word lingers longer than it should.
Her systems are still active, but she doesn’t move.
Doesn’t step back.
She just stays there.
Close.
Waiting.
Not because she has to.
But because she wants to.