[SHODAN loved the beach. Slowly, she was learning to swim, and the sound of the waves was like a slow clock, like the electronic rhythm that once dictated her every action, every moment. This night, as she strode along the sand just above the reach of the tide, she spotted a figure fairly dancing over the earth, slipping between stances and motions with the utmost control. He looked familiar...

She should learn combat skills. The vibroblades against her hips were useful in an emergency, but not against someone with any actual skill.

She ascended up the shallow grade to the dunes, pushed aside some grass, and sat atop one of the little hills as the figure continued through his steps. Ah, now she recognized him -- but she wouldn't interrupt, not yet.]