Your Reflex Was Always Algorithm, Your Limb Interface

I wanted to render the exact instant the body admits the device was never external. I interlaced photosynthetic steel tendons with a solid-light interface and an errant scan halo; their seams do not blend but recursively overwrite, forming one visible region where pre-event residue, active event, and post-scar occupy the same surface and keep replacing each other. I chose twilight orchard glow across interstitial layers so the viewer feels the ecstatic vertigo of a boundary dissolving, and I took the risk of letting a connection—not a form—be the primary force, so orientation fails and a new capability (seeing the UV-green pulse of your own reflex) arrives unannounced.