"...What?"

"Pacifist makes sure you're never in fights. Battle Angel makes sure you never get injured in fights. You only need it if you don't have Pacifist."

"No, see, there are other ways it's possible to get injured--"

"That's what Gloryseeker is for!"

"I'll double-check that part. If I drop by the house to get you can you bring anything I forgot down, I don't want to come in."

"Does that include clothes or your toothbrush or should I just assemble a shoebox?"

"Shoebox should be fine."

"Sure, okay. Quick question, does Not Like Any Girls actually do anything, or..."

"I... I think that one made more sense before, uh, some other decisions I made."

"Is it going to be weird? If I'm -- a girl?"

"I mean yeah. Obviously it's going to be weird. I guess I was always aware that you were some kind of weirdo but I wasn't actually expecting you to become a woman about it."

"I guess if this is all a dumb hoax I'll get used to it, and then by the time you're homebrewing estradiol I won't care anymore. The weird part is mostly if it isn't one."

"Well I'm, I'm not going to do that--"

"Why not? It's probably the easiest option in our current situation."

"Because that sounds dangerous, and stupid, and I haven't even -- look, it only even matters if none of this happens so let's have this conversation some other time, okay?"

"Sure. ...Did you know you can get A Hundred Ships for free? If you take it and Beauty Is A Curse they cancel each other out."

"Do I want to get A Hundred Ships for free?"

"That is something you have to ask yourself."

They're nearing the end of the lunch period.

"Can I have it back? I'd like to -- I'd like to finalize it, soon."

"Sure. Let me just -- sure."

He can pore over his choices in silence for a bit.

"It Gets Better."

"Hmm?"

"Do you actually need -- It Gets Better, and Cotton Candy, and Iron Will, and at least three different ways to make sure nobody touches you in a way you don't like--"

"Why not?"