"Well, I guess doing that all of a sudden would be a bit too much, even for you, Johanne," Tris said, her tone playful but supportive. "But honestly, if you just let yourself be, you'd look amazing. You're an absolute bombshell now! You were such a hunk as a man, but as a woman, you're breathtaking. Your face alone could put so many women to shame."
"I-I don't even know how to take that all at once," Johanne muttered, fidgeting. "I mean, I'm still not used to bras and panties, let alone taking care of my body the way women do. I never had to worry about that when I was a man."
Her words made me laugh quietly to myself. Those old mannerisms of hers, the way her past still clung to her—it wasn't a negative thing. If anything, it made her all the more endearing.
Besides, I liked a little tomboyish charm in my harem too.
