Alice opened her eyes to face the ceramic interior of a printer—a newer model than the one on Europa—and a panel reading cortex experimental prototype 9 in small Helvetica text. Her memory of Europa, and her strange body there, was clear but without emotion. That had been a tool to use and discard. She raised her head to look down at her new torso; she was young again, the body of her youth returned to her. It appeared baseline human but was vastly different internally. Its plastic heart pumped synthetic blood at a steady forty beats per minute while her lungs filtered oxygen more efficiently than any normal person.