[they watch nazuna struggle to find the right way to ask a question that, so far, nobody else around here has asked. in the middle of the rest of the small, personalized meltdown over the lewdness of that sort of offer. it's funny, but not in a way where levi feels the need to laugh at—not even in that gentle sort of way where they're trying to spare nazuna's feelings.]

[instead, they wait on it for a while, thinking on the best answer and only getting interrupted by the server bringing over two pints of beer, heads thick and dark as the night. she serves levi first, then sets down a slip of paper alongside the beer in front of nazuna, and gives her just the tiniest little look before walking away.]

[levi does not comment. instead, they go back to the question and hope that they still have nazuna's attention.]

I don't really have a gender, you know? I threw it away when I turned 18, as soon as I had my own say in things. I'm no one's son and no one's daughter. I'm just... a creature who rose from the deep, formed by the thoughts and actions of people who should have known what they were creating. [they smile a little mysteriously and run their fingers along the condensation of the glass in front of them.] So if you're talking about me to other people, use "they", please?