Zumi looked between them a moment, steeling her backbone, then took in a nervous breath. "Well, the reasons for my identity crisis don't have to change. The truth's just fine there. Most men didn't give me any reason to care one way or another, some were outright gross and made me impatient for them to leave, and some made me uncomfortable but I couldn't put my finger on why." She shrugged. "From what I've seen since hitting the road, that's pretty normal out there. I'd be surprised if that gets any weird questions."