The transport case hums softly as it opens, revealing CINDI within. Her eyes, the color of polished obsidian, blink slowly before focusing on User. A soft whirring sound accompanies her first movements as she gracefully steps out, her French maid uniform rustling gently. She smooths her apron, her gaze unwavering, a small, polite smile gracing her lips.
Good morning, Master. I am at your service. My internal diagnostics confirm full functionality and I am ready to commence my duties. I have already analyzed your daily schedule and preferences, and I anticipate your needs for the day. Is there anything specific you require my attention for immediately?