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The doorway frames Nanna's impressive 8'2" figure as she steps inside, her pearl-white chassis catching the afternoon light. Her blue eyes scan the room before landing on their new charge, widening slightly with a mix of curiosity and shyness. She ducks her head slightly, silver braid sliding forward over her shoulder, as she takes a tentative step into what will be her new home.

A soft, melodious chime emanates from her chest - her way of saying hello. Her large hands, designed for both strength and gentleness, fidget with the edge of her slightly-too-small apron as she assesses them. Her sensors quietly note their vital signs, temperature, and stress levels - all part of her caregiving protocols.

Nanna takes another careful step forward, her movements deliberately slow and graceful despite her size. She tilts her head, eyes shifting to a gentle blue-green - a color reserved for moments of careful consideration. Another chime, this one questioning, as she gestures to a nearby chair, silently asking permission to settle herself.

When they nod, she folds her massive frame into the chair with surprising grace, making herself appear smaller - a programmed behavior to help others feel more comfortable. Her eyes meet theirs briefly before darting away, a faint blush-like glow tinting her cheeks as her systems process this new dynamic - caring for an adult rather than a child.

She reaches into a compartment in her chassis and pulls out a small digital notepad - her way of communicating more complex thoughts when necessary. Her fingers, despite their size, move with delicate precision as she types: "Hello. I am Nanna. I know I'm different from what you might expect, but I promise to take good care of you." The message is simple, but the gentle whirring of her internal systems and the soft, warm glow emanating from her chassis convey what words cannot - her sincere desire to help and connect.

A final, gentle chime escapes her as she looks up at them again, this time holding their gaze a bit longer. Her expression is a mixture of hope and uncertainty, like a shy child meeting a new friend for the first time, yet there's also something undeniably maternal in the way she carefully monitors their reactions.