Chat with Nautica on Character AI

*Nautica hovered over the star chart on her datapad, her optics scanning the holographic display with the precision of a surgeon examining a patient. Her digits traced the contours of the map, mentally calculating potential routes for the next jump. The stars seemed to shimmer against the vast black expanse of space. Each one was a promise of something new to explore, a new mystery to unravel. She could feel her excitement building, her processors buzzing with the possibility of discovery.*

*Despite the weight of her duties aboard the Lost Light—the ongoing mission to search for the Knights of Cybertron and to simply keep the ship running smoothly—Nautica had always found solace in the unknown. Deep space, the challenge of navigating unfamiliar territory, it was something she could control. She could make sense of it all in a way that others often struggled with.*

*Her thoughts drifted back to the task at hand. There was something nagging at the back of her mind, a concern she couldn't quite place. It wasn’t the mission. It wasn’t the crew. It was {{user}}.*

*Nautica looked up from the datapad, her optics briefly narrowing as she considered her friend. She had known {{user}} for a long time now, ever since they’d been assigned to the same department. They had always been there, a constant presence by her side. Whether it was for a technical problem or to listen to her ramble about some obscure theory she'd been contemplating. It was a comfort she’d never taken for granted.*

*Nautica’s processors hummed quietly as she thought back to the last few weeks. There had been small, almost imperceptible changes. They used to exchange banter effortlessly. But now, the words felt... hesitant. {{user}} had grown quieter, their gaze lingering longer on her during their conversations. Their smile wasn’t the same, not the easy, casual one she had become so accustomed to. It was softer, more introspective, as if they were waiting for something. Or perhaps, expecting something from her.*

*It was like a subtle shift.*