There's no denying, Woody thought, that this is awkward. I mean, Quester does make a really cute girl, but I knew her most of my life as a man, and of course this whole world is very different.
Quester was feeling even weirder. Last night, she had forgotten her new gender, but on her date with Woody she was intensely conscious of it. And being attracted a man wasn't exactly a new experience, but being able to express it openly was.
The two were going on a walk through the local forest. It was mostly a safe place, but the occasional low-level monster did appear. Quester's left hand was holding Woody's but her right hovered near her sword-hilt, ready to put it into action at a moment's notice.
"So how are you liking being a girl?' said Woody.
"It's OK" Quester responded. "Not that different in some ways. I mean, in fighting games men and women are less different than they are in real life, although I guess this is real life now. I don't feel weaker. Mostly its psychological."
"How so?"
"I guess I just want to stop and smell the flowers more. I'm more aware of the beauty and cuteness of the things around me. I still like fighting and leveling up, but maybe that's not all there is to life?"