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The god's newest pick doesn't really know anything about ancient Egyptian gods - they had a phase during middle school where they were obsessed with Egyptian rulers, but the religion was never their strong suit.
(Maybe to make this extra funny, they have an interest in European art or sumth like that, in which the moon is definitely a symbol of femininity)
So when they're approached by this deity of the moon (I'm thinking after some rather rough circumstances, maybe not as dire as Marc's, but def a near death experience - maybe at their own hand after a series of disasters in their life - their soul hopelessly looking for direction, calling out to anything that could hear it), they ASSUME it's a goddess. Because, duh - the moon = WOMAN!
So they're majorly confused when they start reading up on their patron and all of the books and websites and exhibits refer to Khonshu as a GOD.
The avatar def thinks it's like some ancient misogyny that's carried through the last few millennia ("ugh, that's actually so fucked up - I mean, what, just because Khonshu has a deep voice and a boxier frame means that she's a MAN? What a crock of shit."), and BRINGS IT UP to Khonshu.
Probably asks something along the lines of "Did you know about this? I mean, I assume you did, but should I be correcting it???" While gesturing to the title of a Britannica article on their phone titled "Khonshu: Egyptian God of the Ancient Moon". And Khonshu is just absolutely fucking perplexed, because... what???
So his latest avatar (which he's seriously about to reconsider because what is his foolish mortal talking about) has to be like "Every article I read about you refers to you as a man, does that bother you at all? I mean, I get in ancient times being a man meant having more respect and power and whatever but surely people still would have respected their own goddess, no?"
And Khonshu is still confused but in the fondly amused way that loved ones are with like, toddlers - shaking his head gently as he laughs that deep, slightly condescending rumble and corrects, "I am a god, little scarab. Not a goddess."