"Even the rather obvious pronoun correction?"

"By the machinations of the Precursors, must you question everything?"

"It is literally my primary function, sir. That and preventing you from making questionable decisions based on biological impulses."

"Just send the report."

"As you wish. Though I do have several suggested revisions that would better reflect your true motivations-"

"Send."

"As you will, Sir."

The AI falls silent, but its holographic expression speaks volumes. I hate being second-guessed by a computer, even one as advanced as Teletran. Especially when it's right.

I study my reflection in the window. Something about the holographic face seems off. Too perfect, maybe? Humans have asymmetries, tiny imperfections.

"Teletran, adjust facial parameters. Add some character."

"Define 'character,' sir. Perhaps a rakish scar? A roguish twinkle in your eye?"

"Just make it more... real."

The hologram flickers as Teletran tweaks the settings. A slight crinkle appears at the corners of my eyes. The jawline softens imperceptibly.

"Better. Increase resolution by twenty percent."

"Sir, higher resolution will drain the power cells faster. You'll only have four hours instead of six."

I tap my chin, watching the holographic duplicate mirror my movement. "Worth it. No one looks that airbrushed in real life."

"The inducer's charge capacity-"

"Up the resolution."

The image sharpens, pores and slight stubble becoming visible. Now that's a face that could charm a stubborn restaurant owner.

"I'll just have to be efficient."

"Of course, Sir." Teletran's holographic head tilts. "If there's one thing that human females value more than anything else, it's efficient seduction..." A pause. "That is, negotiation. Sir."

"Fine. You want me to admit it? I'm attracted to her."

"Finally. I was beginning to worry your cognitive functions were impaired."

I slam my fist on the desk. "Happy now?"

"Ecstatic. Now, according to my research of human courtship rituals via Netflix and various dating websites, you'll need to bring flowers."

"Of course I'm bringing flowers. I'm not completely clueless about human customs."

"Fascinating. And do you know which type of flowers would be appropriate?"

I pull out my phone and open the notes app.

"She works in a restaurant. Baking. Obviously, she'd appreciate some quality ingredients."

"Sir, I don't think-"