Uma actually seemed glad to see me back in my office again this morning.
She asked if I'd give her a full situation report on our biome decisions over dinner, and I was only too happy to cut out early for a fancy meal.
Figured I'd earned that much, breaking up all those arguments over nematode diversity.
Uma even grinned when I shared my pain over ancho-rubbed ribeyes and merlot.
Hadn't even been sure one of them could smile, so that felt like a win.
I spotted Yongki drinking by himself at the bar, and called him over to ask if they'd solved their perceptual foregrounding problem.
The kid seemed jittery around us. He's been working with transhumans longer than me, so what was that about?
Couldn't tell if Uma didn't notice him squirming, was too polite to say anything about it, or didn't care either way.
You know what?
Better follow up on this.