She knows that Rhys comes from a time and place far in the future, probably more akin to Jim's than to hers. His mechanical arm is evidence of that. Mary thinks of how so many of the injured war veterans in her time would love to have a limb that worked as well as his does, almost like it's a real appendage.

"It's strange to think that art would stop being created entirely by hand," she says. "I suppose there is some talent in using the technology available but... I don't know if it's quite the same."