Kroya leads Groya across the city to an inn that straddles the line between "inexpensive" and "cheap".
Almys stares particularly into the part of himself where his boy-mind seems to think that kneeling to a liege and serving her feels more natural, and less like something to grin about and joke about. He would not appreciate that more than a spark of humor in a subordinate, if he was his liege.
...yeah, he's gonna want his own cameron so he can shift more freely, if they keep this up for more than a couple of days. Last time he tried going male it wasn't this bad; which could just be that he was younger then and less set in one brain biology, or it could be that at the time he wasn't trying to impress anybody or do anything important; but either way, being male is more uncomfortable than it used to be.
There's people who swap freely between sexes and genders and seem to feel that they're just themselves no matter their form. Almys is not one of those people. He wonders if his liege will be, when she gets to try it.