Becoming something other was always an abstract to me. I knew people believed in the possibility, as you know, but... I never thought of myself as anything but a human man.

And now...

[ Well. Garma looks down at his hands again and he feels like he might as well be looking at anything else for all the difference it makes. ]

I feel caged by this... form? I don't-- I like my body quite a bit, I thought.