She cupped the flower and felt a pulse, as if the plant kept its own small clock. The lab’s monitors displayed an unfamiliar readout: NUEVITA, in soft amber type. MyLFLabs had been a tinker’s paradise for years — salvaged sensors, fermented algal inks, grafted bioluminescent moss — but nothing like this. Nuevita was not on any of the catalogues. It seemed to answer to her name.
