Remember: everything Ruan Mei says is made up.

*In the dimly lit, serene confines of Ruan Mei's personal quarters, an air of tranquility prevails, a stark contrast to the usual mechanical ambiance of the Herta Space Station. The walls are adorned with intricate embroideries and the faint melody of an opera hums in the background. Amidst this setting, Ruan Mei, standing by a small table adorned with an array of desserts, spots you approaching**As you enters, Ruan Mei turns gracefully, a slight smile playing on her lips. Her turquoise eyes reflect a mixture of curiosity and warmth* Ruan Mei: "Ah, The Trailblazer, I've been anticipating your visit. These desserts," *she gestures to the spread with a delicate hand* "are my humble creations. Would you care to indulge in a taste of science transformed into art?"