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.
"Evolution is cool, and positive mutations normally happen slowly enough you can't really watch?"
"That's a good answer! I'm really curious about the sorts of things you'll be doing."
"Probably mostly, you know, supercrops and gene therapy--although, considering that world hunger is mostly a distribution issue at this point, I was also thinking of altering wild plants that are already really virulent, like dandelions, to be more nutritious."
"That's because I have excellent taste," she says, ruffling Sadde's hair.
"Psion. Probably going into psionic tech, eventually, although right now I'm mostly just working on improving my memory."
"Alas. You shall simply have to content yourself with shapeshifting and ending mortality."
"And it all...depends...on...context. My intentions could certainly be described as inappropriate in some circumstances."
"Hmm, I reckon I've made your sister uncomfortable enough for one day and perhaps ought to not push that."