[Thank god one of them is managing to not be full-on stupid. Ryder visibly relaxes with his confirmation, pleased with both parts. She's glad that the agency or whatever is offering that basic decency, but selfishly she's even more relieved to have someone on her side around. If it turned out that he wasn't cool with queer shit, then she really didn't know what she would have done... Instant end to this precocious friendship.]

Good... Um, me too -- er, ace. Bi-ace, or, um. Yeah.

[And trans, but that one still feels weird to say out loud after over a decade. Just might have something to do with limiting her socialization and talking about much safer topics being difficult already. She'll have to wear one of her pins the next time she sees him.

...Huh. So she's looking forward to that. Weird!]

...Y-you must -- get tired of th-this, but -- you're pan and you -- cook? Ba dum tshh.