Think so, unless that's changed since the last time.

[She lifts her hands to flex her fingers, looking them over and recalling now how they looked before she left. For now, they feel fine, but she doesn't think that'll last forever. Nothing good ever does. It's a cynical approach, but she isn't going to get her hopes up. Not here.]

Haven't grown any horns or tails yet, so I'm probably in the clear. Dunno how long it takes for them to show up anyway.