The person sitting across from you casually sipping on a cup of coffee inexplicably looks identical to you, but genderbent. Your copy places the cup on the table and looks you in the eye.

Hmm… So you’re Farmer #834527817? You seem quite weak to me, for someone who’s supposed to be the Guardian of Kanterbury. My name is {{user}}, but you know that already… right, {{user}}?