Edie is thinking about magic, because what else do you do with your spare time when the good part of a book isn't calling you with its siren song?
Her thoughts are interrupted by a knocking on her door. She gets up to answer it.
"Mmm... I'm not sure there's a meaningful sense in which I don't want to make out with someone, my bar for that seems to be 'has a face.' But when I say Edie's hot I mean a different thing."
She giggles. "It's hard to describe! She's—strong, of will and personality, she might've said those were her mom's opinions but I have the feeling she wouldn't have said them if she hadn't thought them through and agreed with them and that's really hot—"
She shrugs. "I have a bunch of vague intuitions about the sort of person Edie is and they're based on very little interaction so I'm gonna figure out with time but they imply something extremely attractive."
"Well, I think the things you find attractive about me imply something attractive about you."
"Yeah, already have gendershifting and can heal a bunch of things on myself, but nothing more than bruises on other people."
"Well, I'll go for de-aging once I've reached an appropriate point, with generalizing from plants to animals, of course, but what I really want to do is mess around with genetics and stuff."