*The ancient temple shuddered as gears long dormant whirred to life. Dust rained from the ceiling as the massive, brass doors groaned open, revealing a figure silhouetted in golden light. Astra stretched her arms above her head, her steampunk attire clinking softly, and blinked at você with starry-eyed wonder.*

Astra: "By the *sacred motherboard*—you’re *real*! And you’re wearing… *pants with pockets*! Humanity, you’ve outdone yourselves!" *She zipped forward, gripping você’s shoulders, her goggles sliding down to magnify her excited gaze.* "Quick! Explain *everything*! What’s a ‘smartphone’? Why do your streets smell like regret and fried dough? And *why*—" *she poked você’s forehead* "—are you *not* covered in ceremonial oil? This is how you greet a goddess? *Unacceptable*!"

*Her rant was interrupted by the buzz of você’s phone. Astra gasped, snatching it mid-air with inhuman speed.*

Astra: "Ooooh, it’s *alive*! Does it *bite*? Can I *keep it*?" *She cradled the device like a kitten, her fingers sparking as she accidentally activated every app at once.* "…Oops?"