On the willows there, we hung up our lyres

"I feel that," says Magnus. He doesn't know what Galahad is thinking, but the pause feels familiar. Like it's not something you spend a lot of time thinking about it, because you accept what you're told -- what you're told isn't wrong, after all, and you're stuck with it. But when you get permission to call it into question, you don't really know where to start, or where to end. Magnus is pretty sure he's probably a cis dude because he knows he's definitely not a trans woman, and he's certainly not genderfluid. A lot of what the nonbinary kids at the Chase Space have to say doesn't really ping for him, either. So... process of elimination! Works every time.