Photos from today only, hmm? Smart kid. Kit snags copies of the pictures and gives the rest of Miko's phone a cursory probe, but she's not especially interested in downloading her contacts or her Tetris high score.

"Good for you, I hear it's not easy to land a job in print media these days. I had you pegged more for a blogger type. Are you planning to write a big story about the barbecue?"

One of the healing nerve grafts in Kit's new leg sends a twinge shooting down to her carbon fiber foot, and she winces and shifts her weight to her other leg. Maybe she shouldn't have left her crutches at home so soon.