She turns to face you, and it’s clear that this is Naoto… of an odd sort. The lab coat is ill-fitting, but what’s really striking is how the entire left half of her body is unmistakably robotic; mechanical eye whirring in its socket, shiny metal covering her face and neck disappearing down past her shirt collar, lipless mouth showing only teeth made of some kind of synthetic material. When she moves, she makes loud, grinding noises of metal against metal. An occasional spark pops out from behind her ear.

Both her human eye and her robotic eye are entirely yellow, and she is grinning wide, far wider than Naoto ever does.

"Obviously it's the prototype. I've been assembling it for weeks!"