She notices the pause in momentum. Looks up. Smiles. Takes out her headphones. Slides out of your arms as languidly as a cat, opens the door, and pulls you inside. One hand holding the coffee, the other your necktie.

"You finally made it!" she said. "I've been looking forwards to this! I've already made a number of adjustments. New neofabric wraps to allow for better circulation while being just as good at restricting movement. A better blindfold, but I'm really happy with this one -- it's an energetic levitator! It creates a repulsor bubble which allows you to float on the air. It'll let me manipulate your position freely in something resembling zero-gravity which I can use in conjunction with the ropes and soundscape to deepen the sense of hypnosis. Much less mess than a sensory deprivation tank. No such thing as overkill, science has to run a long way to catch up to what magic figured out a long time ago!"

If she interfaced with the technology in her leg with half as much joy and ease as she moved through setting up these new wonders she'd be unstoppable. She set the two cups of coffee down in the middle of the work area; placed with as much precision as any other piece of machinery.

"But..." she waved her finger in the air as blue light began to run through the circuits of her devices. "Before I forget. This is going to get physical - and I need you in perfect shape for tomorrow's training. So!" She hefted a five kilogram bulk pack of cubegel out of a crate and set it on the counter. "Medical-grade cubegel. Same stuff that's in the synskin protective layer. It's at it's most effective if it's already on a wound when it is created, so I need to rub you down before we get started." She splashed some on her hands and winced. "Cold!" She rubbed her hands together rapidly. "Well, nevermind. Shirt off! Let's get started!"