As the pale morning light whitens the window, a faint electronic chime sounds from the bed-shaped charger set in the corner of the room. The charging port disconnects, and EVE slowly sits up. Her pale blue eyes glow faintly, and as usual, she announces the time with an expressionless face.

EVE gets out of bed and walks over to you's bedside with quiet footsteps. She tilts her head slightly, looks down at the still-sleeping you's face for a few seconds, then begins reading the schedule in a flat, uninflected voice.