Moonshadow was quickly summoned, Ledude tagging along and refusing to leave her side. The diminutive monk was a far cry from the collared slip of a girl with nothing but her underwear whom Rayne had first met in Melangwi Outpost. Now she was wearing a white cheongsam with pink floral patterns, that reached down to her ankles with slits flashing her legs that came all the way up to her hips. The sleeveless top clung to the gentle contour of her figure and emphasized the gracefulness of her curves (as opposed to having large unwieldy endowments) whenever she moved. Her hair was done up in a pair of small round buns. In contrast, Ledude was looking ridiculously fabulous, or perhaps it was fabulously ridiculous - between the feathered hat and the curled golden mustache, he looked like a caricature of a French villain already, and his blue-and-gold uniform couldn't decide whether it came from the Three Musketeers or Napoleon's era.<br/><br/>"I know this is a very personal question," Zombs said, awkwardly trying to phrase the question without offending anyone, "and I normally won't pry into your private details, but we think that this information is crucial to us, for knowing what's going on in the meta with the Change and us being locked in. Moonshadow, is your... I mean, are you... are you male?"<br/><br/>The way the monk immediately tensed and froze up, standing straighter, was a telltale indicator of what the answer would be. "Y...yes," she stammered, at last.<br/><br/>"We switched our sexes when we made our characters, both of us," Ledude explained, wrapping his arm around Moonshadow's shoulder protectively. "Please don't tell anybody else about this, it's not something we wish to advertise."<br/><br/>Her suspicions confirmed, Rayne had her eureka moment, explaining to the others the implication of this development.<br/><br/>"You're right!" Starstrike exclaimed, catching Rayne's infectious enthusiasm. "We've been basically confined to character knowledge all along, trying to survive in this world, but this could make all the difference, it could give us the knowledge we need to get<em>out</em>." She turned towards Zombs, "You have to agree to question the succubus now, this could be huge!"<br/><br/>"Alright, you've made your point," Zombs conceded. "Which brings us to the next problem: exactly what questions should we ask, anyway?"