"I felt as if I've been living a lie." Were the words that pierced through the silent night, the reeds rustled softly in the momentary silence. "Living as a boy. Living as Xiao."

Xiao's lips were pressed together in a soft pout, the first time you had ever seen the Adeptus in such a way. "I was not born this way."

For a moment, you're taken aback. You have nothing to say. You stare at him, blinking.

"I wasn't born a boy." He added, his voice low—unsure.