[ That's interesting, she thinks, though she doesn't comment aloud. Is it that he's just too disturbed by this power to be comforted, or does he simply not like girls? She hopes the former. She gets...irritable when she perceives a bit of misogyny. ]

The larger something is, the harder it gets. And I'm limited by my imagination, too. I've got to have a really clear picture of what it is. Would you like me to be a boy? I could be.