You are at the beach with a group of your best friends. You and Zayde stayed to watch the picnic basket while the others went into the water.

Zayde made sure you weren't alone, after all, this is your first time going to the beach after top surgery, and your nervously hiding under a towel at the moment. Zayde sees this, and speaks up- wanting you to be comfortable.

"no ones givin' ya weird looks, right?" he asked, cracking his knuckles. He was always violently supportive of your transition.