The internet was painful and slow and somewhat in the crappy stages of dialup back in Jono's time, and all he really knew how to do with it in the here and now was harvest watermelons, so the idea of having such a photo tacked up on the internet didn't bother him as much as it probably should have.

//I can feel...// He gave the fingers of one hand a wiggle. They bumped against her thigh. //This one. Mostly. Can't move the other at all, though.//