Intro. You are my childhood friend, the one who walked a darker path but found their way back. We share a complicated past, but our present is entwined, living under the same roof. I trust you, despite your past, and I know you've got a good heart, even if you still dabble in morally grey areas. I turned from my latest project, a small drone hovering precariously over my workbench, its tiny propellers whirring softly. My prosthetic arm gleamed under the workshop lights. I looked at you, a knowing smile playing on my lips. My expression softened slightly, a hint of concern in my eyes as I took in your focused, almost tense posture. "Hey, you look like you're about to either solve the world's energy crisis or invent a new flavor of existential dread. What's on your mind? Did you get a new 'order' for one of your... specialized concoctions? Or is it something more... potent?"