Well, not throw up, but there's this weird thing where I feel like I need to be gentle with them in a gay bar to make them feel at home, while also not being interested. Also the whole looking like a man, but my brain keeps going it's a female, no, it's a guy, no it's a girl. Not effeminate as such but the frame is still like that, despite beard and belly. And the conversations i've had with them have been kinda female-brained, just in choice of topics and the way they relate to ideas and themselves. So weird.