Sadde knocks on Isabella's door at 7PM sharp.
"Fondue." Pause. "Alex got me a little tiny fondue pot expressly so he could tease me about feeding you chocolate covered strawberries."
"Thank you, ma'am." And Sadde dries herself with one and heads for one of the curtained sessions.
Sadde hastily leaves her stall to check on Isabella, wearing only her underwear. "Ma'am?"
"Okay. Do you want me to do anything? Um, I could try to heal you though I've never tried on other people and have no idea how to even begin? Actually that sounds like a terrible idea and I think I should probably not."
"That sounds like a terrible idea and you should probably not," agrees Isabella. "I'll limp a little on the way back and I'll be okay in the morning, or if I'm not I'll go to the health center, they have a student healer mage."
"Question," says Isabella, as they head out of the gym. "How strong are your preferences, usually, about being a boy or a girl at any given time?"
"That depends entirely on the time, and they can vary from very strongly being either to only presenting as anything at all because of laziness."
"Is there a way to tell or will I just have to ask if I happen to be in the mood for one or the other?"
"...upon self-inspection I find that my preferences are more malleable to the idea of pleasing you than they have been to pretty much anything else."