She didn't have a thing to be ashamed of either (looking great, as always), and she had just as many scars, if not more. Getting hit by Meteor did that to you. Not to mention everything that had happened after that.

It was weird to see herself as a guy, but she--he--was good looking, as expected.

She had no idea what this deal was that he was talking about, but she shrugged, as if she already knew everything. "Well, looks like I'm here, too. I was waiting for you to catch up." This may not have been true at all (and it wasn't), but that didn't stop her from saying it. Without having anything pressing to worry about--after all, this wasn't her dream--she could afford to mess around. She nodded toward the chair. "But you go ahead, if it means that much to you." She was so gracious, too.