"Entirely valid. Enjoy your evening!" And she'll wave and head off to find a cafe near the water. Herbal tea, pesto chicken noodle dish, maybe finish it up with a little brownie?

Ooh, she's lucky that she can order food from anywhere! A charming faux-1800s-aristocrat cafe offers both a fantastic herbal tea and amazing brownies, and the pesto chicken noodle coming from a ghost kitchen that had particularly tasty-looking images is fresh and delicious by the time it arrives to her table. The robot bringing it over actually used a subway to travel part of the way, to let it go faster while saving its battery and dodging people and cars above ground.

Gosh. This world is going to spoil her. This is absolutely delicious. She takes her time savoring it, sighing contentedly.

Eventually, after a while savoring that, people-watching, and watching the waves, she catches a subway back home. She has deliveries, doesn't she?

That she does! There's a fair bit of space between the columns in a skyscraper, so any deliveries can fit quite well next to each of the elevators. The clothes and pharmaceutical supplies are contained in a few boxes placed next to the elevator leading into Sable's apartment, where they can quite easily slide along the floor and into the elevator heading up.

She hauls everything in with a smile, and starts putting things away. Clothes get hung up, pills get set on the table, and then she starts with the instructions for her snek. Assuming it's all straight-forward, she'll mark down a "before treatment" reading.

The instructions say to place one of the included vials behind the neck of the snek, turning it slightly until you can hear a click. Then, you find a place, like behind your arm, that's relatively insensitive, open the jaws of the sneck, and shove them against the area you're drawing blood from. After a 4 second safety delay, it takes the sample, loosening its jaws so it can easily be pulled off.

This world is unspeakably adorable. She is in love. She takes her sample as instructed.

Then, the sample is to be sent to one of the labs at the local hospital, where they'll give Sable and Sylvania the results of the bloodwork, to help ensure that Sable receives a safe and effective dosage of the hormones and other medications mixed into the (conveinently small and easy to swallow!) pills.

She packs it up and signals whichever delivery bots are responsible for that, and then starts reading her pill instructions. Once daily or more? Morning? Evening? With food? Without food? Any other important rules?

Once daily, evening, with food. There aren't any other rules to follow; the bloodwork is meant to include the interactions from her diet and lifestyle, so it'd be inappropriate to use samples taken in the morning. It's the same kind of small delivery bot used for delivering food to people, although the vial is to be packed into a very thick padded case to protect it on its way to the hospital and back to Sable.

Well then. She'll order a last little cookie or three and a little bit of milk, to be entirely solid about having had it with food. What's the state of the art on Thomassia for keeping your pills handy for taking with supper? Pill organizer in your purse or something?

Sable can easily buy a mini-size bottle of pills, letting her carry a few with her while minimizing their bulk, or place them in padded plastic bags to protect them if she carried them inside a purse or backpack.

Then she'll order a mini-bottle and tuck it in a purse. Problem solved. The cookies and milk are delicious, the pill goes down easy, and then she brushes her teeth and curls up on the couch to read a little fiction before going to bed.

The main genre of fiction here seems to be pseudo-biographies, containing various episodes from the life of a soldier, general or just someone present for many historical or fictional moments. One about a mom and daughter who lived through a century of their country going from poor to prosperous is incredibly engrossing, comparing how the mom spent all day carrying her daughter on her back when she worked on a farm and lived in a straw hut, to when her great-grandchild was sent to be cared for by the nurses at the nursery that was built into the skyscraper that her granddaughter lived in and recovered in after her birth. And thomassians quite possibly might have lived a life seeing the world change similarly!

An utterly fascinating perspective on life here. She bookmarks where she stops, tucks into bed, and goes to sleep with a contented sigh.

Sable wakes up, feeling quite amazing. The light in the ceiling gently brightened over a long period, letting her wake up refreshed, relaxed, and full of energy. The alarm, coming from her phone, is the sound of a pleasing, slow-paced song. She can easily wait a while on the wide bed, snoozing for a while longer, before finally waking up for real; alarms are generally set earlier than when you get out of bed, to give you some time to rest in bed before getting out.

Yep. This world is totally spoiling her. Probably that's a good thing.

She lounges for a bit, luxuriating, then gets up and washes up for the day ahead. 

Once she's all freshened up, she gets dressed in a swishy skirt that comes to her lower thighs, a poofy blouse, some cute little wedge heels, and puts her wetsuit and a tuck kit into a bag along with the mini pill bottle. And then she's off for breakfast. She'll find a bakery near the watersports store and have some apple and cheese pastries, and maybe a cup of cocoa.

They offer all three, while they're also baking bread in small batches through the day, letting a powerful, pleasant scent of fresh bread constantly fill the bakery.

Gosh that's lovely. Cue contented sigh.

A little before nine, Sable walks up to the watersports store and heads inside, perusing the various tank options.

There are slightly smaller tanks, and some slightly larger, but they are quite similar. Beyond that, they're all made of high-strength steel, so they can handle quite impressive pressures, although they also weigh a fair amount. But that's helpful; it means she'll be able to wear a less heavy belt around her waist to maintain a neutral buoyancy.

Well, she'll be curiously perusing these when Helena shows up.

Helena walks into the store, quickly making her way over to Sable. "Hi Sable! I'm so excited to buy new gear for you and to get started with everything! Do you already have some idea of the kind of gear you'd like? A mask that lets you breathe through your nose, perhaps? Would that be a major feature on your end?"

"Probably would," she agrees, turning to Helena with a smile. "Don't have a lot of thoughts about what kind of gear apart from that yet, though. I'm still feeling out the option space. I think I might prefer a larger tank rather than smaller, just at a guess?"