She's the creature's only friend, the only one it trusts, it's biomass gently caresses her cheek as she silently weeps in horror and the creature having finally learned language says its first words, "you stay. forever."

So normal about how a few weeks later the creature gains access to the facility's security controls and forces a full lockdown, feeding on staff and even other anomalous entities. So normal about Her sitting in a corner, her perfect white lab coat stained with blood from her mistakes. Her weakness.

Police are called in but are forbidden from entering the cells of the "research subjects". No leads are found, the case goes cold. She trusts the creature, the creature seems to trust her.
She thinks "Even if it did kill someone, I'd have to help it hide that fact." She has no one else left.

When she gets back the next day, the creature is back in its cell.
Gradually, small animals like rats, mice, and insects disappear from the facility. Then one day, a janitor working late at night.

She ignores containment procedures, forgets to lock the door. One day, when she leaves to go to her messy apartment, a place she hardly spends any time in anymore, the creature opens the unlocked door and gains access to the air vents.

She reaches into her pocket and gives the creature the rest of her granola bar, to which it happily accepts as a treat.
She spends more time with the creature, forming a deeper connection, deeper than she's ever had with another human.

finally one of the entities tentacles reaches out and touches her finger, then gently wrapping around it as she feels drawn in closer. Its the first time a living creature has touched her in months, touched her with the same desire to understand that she feels toward her work.

in sleep-deprived routine, her rational mind, the thing she values more than anything else in her life gives way to an impulse. She enters the containment chamber. The creature investigating her with curiosity.

so normal about how one day she collapses at work from a lack of sleep and is told that she needs to spend time recovering but still shows up back at work the next morning because she can't remember who she is without her research.

so normal about her developing an unhealthy one-sided empathic connection to the creature. so normal about her lying awake with her mind racing about answers for how the creature is able to seemingly defy natural laws.

I'm so normal about the bags under her eyes as she spends more and more time researching. so normal about her going on unhinged rants about her research with an excitement bordering on obsession.

you are very cool and sexy and don't you doubt it

we can have fun together : )

An interesting idea

May it serve you well, your majesty.

Anything goes! Even if you think it's on the nose!
An excellent choice as well.

Very good

I like that one, a very accurate descriptor.