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“Listen,” Trefoil began. Vod was perched on top of a nearby crate, cleaning vod’s rifle and watching the rest of their squad as they watched vod. No one had said anything in a while and Aster had no idea what vod was going to say, maybe something about gender. “There’s a reason I use vod as a pronoun, my gender is clone. There’s nothing else to it.”
“Yeah,” Burdock said, “but you’re also doing your own thing, which is really cool. My gender is clone, but I just use he/him. You’re insisting people recognize you as a clone specifically.”