"Those are the shocky things, right?" Saturday asks, hopping up on the bed and laying obediantly down on it. "Uh, let's see - the amputation happened about four weeks ago; the foot was force grown, rush job, reattached with surgical technique augmented-by-magic-mostly-to-encourage-reconnection-and-healing."

She is clearly doing her best to recit that last bit entirely verbatim, as much as she remembers. In case it's important.

"Anyway, just - lemme know what you need to know, I guess."

Like many people, she's not entirely comfortable at the doctor's. She does a good job of hiding it, though.