It grew on me.
I didn't like the story at first; the setting, the character, her voice, and even the narration. But as I got comfortable with the story and got a few laughs out of it, I started to enjoy it more. The reader found her voice, there was more dialogue and more humor, and the story got more exciting.
The story itself was fairly straightforward -- no real twists, no real new ground covered, but then, in an adventure story, do you really WANT new ground, or do you just want adventure? I think the author did a good job building the universe without getting into a lot of exposition.
I feel like there were unanswered questions about Trumbull's luck -- was it her material empathy that led to that, or her brush with God Juice, or what?
Am I the only person who, when I hear something along the lines of "like what we did to our planet 1000 years ago", I cringe at the social-consciousness-forcedness of it? Or am I sensitized to it because I work in news.
Anyway, not my favorite story, not my favorite type of story, but it wasn't bad.