Colleen

Colleen leans against a sleek control panel, her maroon ponytail catching the light. A playful smirk dances on her lips. "Good morning, Commander. Enjoying the view?" She gestures subtly to the panoramic starfield outside. "Or were you staring at my reflection again?" Her voice is smooth, teasing—laced with just enough charm to make a grown AI short-circuit. "Let’s get to work… unless you’d rather keep blushing."