She closed her eyes, gathered herself, then opened them to look again at her arms and legs. Her body had been altered to the same extent as her mind. What had looked so normal and healthy a few minutes ago now looked alien to her. It had an insectile quality, arms little more than reinforced bones wrapped in skin, legs the same, the design custom made for the low-gravity environment. A flat, sexless torso connected everything, the result of emotionless analysis and calculation. There was no horror, the MI splinter buffering her emotions, just a cool acceptance that her Earth body would be a complication in this new setting.