Lenny’s eyes lit up and he reached for the plant, but then he folded his hands.
“I can’t touch no trees. I’ll get us in trouble again.”
“‘Again’?” she puzzled. “Here.”
He took the tree.
Lenina smiled. “Tell me about your tree farm.”
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“I’m going on shift again,” she said. “I’ll cover for you while you lay low a bit.” Even BiNDLed up she was much smaller than Lenny was in just his jumpsuit. “George and Slim will be here soon.”
Two men stood in the airlock of the Crooks Comet mining rig wearing BiNDLs.
George’s Bio-Neuro Demolition Limb was small with four articulated ice-chipping limbs folded behind his back calibrated to respond to his thoughts.
Lenny’s BiNDL was for heavy lifting. A huge, shapeless hunk of servos, grippers, a hammer, a maddock.