Sonia waves her hand as if to say it's all the same -- a son of hers marrying a woman clever and driven enough to work for ImpSec is still something of a small joy to hold onto. She can't stand any more detail than that, but it's a strange comfort of the future.

"Wouldn't that make you a hand-me-down?" she says teasingly, nudging Byerly with her shoulder. "Though in which direction, I'm not sure. All this time travel business gives me a headache."