Jon actually wasn't quite sure where she was headed. She wasn't quite sure who she even was. Her clothes definitely belonged to a woman, but her frame was more like a teenage boy's...maybe she was a he? Or maybe somewhere in between?
In her dazed state, she walked the streets until she happened upon someone who was dressed just like her; in fact, in her mind, it was someone who looked exactly like her. She didn't know how she knew that; she just did. She was about to approach this woman, but the woman spoke first.
"Jon?" Mikey asked, "Jon, are you in there?"
"Jon?" Jon replied, "Is that my name? Do you know me?"
"Yes, you're my brother!"
"Brother? So I AM a guy. Why am I wearing women's clothes? Aren't we women?"
"No, Jon!"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
