This time he was back in San Juan at the Net Nano building, casually strolling in through the front doors heading for the elevator just like he did every day until recently.
It was a tricky induction jumping to a place where he was already in motion, whether it was in the car or walking or running into that battle hell. It was a bit like taking off on two skis and suddenly find you’re landing on one, getting acclimatised to this body. At least the dark glass panels that lined the walls of this lobby showed him it was his own body, always good to check just in case he’s come as a monkey or something and everyone starts chasing him around.
He checked around to check some roar of pain hadn’t arrived here with him. Back at the beach he’d already pulled in all the air needed to make a solid n
