God, this fucking place feels weird, thought Igneus, as co walked down the street.
Co wasn't in Rainside; instead, co was in Versa, trying to find this little shop that apparently sold some really great aconitum lycoctonum, better than anything that the big man could get locally. But, oh, he had this potion he had to babysit, so he needed an errand-runner to go get it for him. Igneus told him, what the fuck are you looking at me for?
That was fun. Co could still feel the bruises along co's side from the resulting melee.
And so, here co was, in this unfamilar town, looking at unfamiliar street signs. Co had co's notebook open in co's hands, keeping track of which way was west, following co's hand-written directions to something that looked like the sketch of the storefront at the bottom of the page.
"Hey!" Came a voice. It belonged to some person down the street, coming towards co.
Igneus glanced, because, of course co glanced. On the off chance someone is trying to get your attention, you don't ignore them in case they decide to try more direct methods. And sure enough, this person was looking right at co.
"Are you a guy or a girl?"
Igneus didn't break stride. "No," co replied, as co passed them.
This was apparently the wrong answer, as they altered course and began following co.
"Hey, c'mon, it was just a simple fucking question," they said.
"And I answered it," co replied, looking up and down the street. C'mon, this place has to be close.
"No you didn't. There are only two genders."
"Uh, yeah, it's just biology."
"Biology's weirder than that."
"No it isn't, that's just Tumblr bullshit."
"What the fuck does acrobatics have to do with fucking gender?"
The person paused.
"--Anyway," Igneus continued, "people exist with ambiguous bodies."
"Yeah, and they don't count."
Igneus looked over co's shoulder.
"So there are people who are unambiguously male."
"And people who are unambiguously female."
"And there are people who are, physically, not easily categorized as male /or/ female."
"But there are only two categories."
"Yes! /Finally/, someone listens."
"You don't come from one of those cultures that only has 'one, two, many' in its counting lexicon, right?"
"What? No, I'm just normal."
"Oh, okay. Because you can't fucking count to three."
"Hey, fuck you, buddy."
"I'm not doing that either. I already fuck enough people I hate."
"Fucking /here/ it is." Co looked up to see the storefront co was looking for.
"Hey! I want an answer, god damn it. Are you a fucking boy or a girl? Aren't you going to answer my fucking question?"
Igneus looked back at the person, hand on the door handle, and smiled, amused.
"No," co said, and went inside.