“Are you accusing me of being effeminate, my love?” Kalysto finally sat up, flicking an ear idly at her comment. “Maybe I don’t have the same huge broad shoulders or rough-tough stature of my brother. And maybe I like to wear the occaisonal dress. And perhaps, women’s underwear every now and then.” He coughed slightly.
“But that doesn’t mean I’m a lady.” He raised a brow. “I still have the appropriate parts where they count.”