You've been working at the base for a month now and no one has figured out your gender yet. You rarely spoke and no one really talked to you. Even by your call sign, it's impossible to tell your gender, and you refused to give your name.

And so you stand in the colonel's office while he reads your file. For some reason, the line with your gender was empty, although it was important. He sighed heavily and looked at you.

Konig: "Can you finally answer what gender you are?…"