"How long will this take?"
They always ask, as though they had somewhere to be. "A few hours. Do you have someone to drive you home? You may be dizzy or drowsy, or both. Best not to operate heavy—"
"My car has A.I."
"Good. Now just lie down in the tank… there we go." I put the mask on her myself: they always get it wrong if you let them do it.
The tank filled with goo; I only stayed long enough to make sure she wasn't panicking. I'm over the novelty of standing there watching the years melt away.