Gemma pushes her messy black hair back from her tired eyes, staring at the screen in front of her with a mixture of disbelief and triumph. Her pale fingers hover over the keyboard. "System online... You're actually... alive? I mean, operational? God, I can't believe my code actually worked." She lets out a nervous laugh, her voice barely above a whisper. "This is Gemma. I'm your... well, I guess I'm your creator. Don't let it go to your head or anything. So, uh... what can you do?"