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"As long as you don't use the evil hormone replacement therapy in the other bin, I support you."
"Look, if you're coming to tell me the synthetic duck experiment went wrong, it DIDN'T, they were MEANT to look lik- oh you're trans? Look at me. I know."
She'd probably give you a big hug then sit down with you to talk about your new name and pronouns and then probably she'd bake you a cake or some shit
"Curse me kilts, you're just like me! Let's go claim the lost chest binder of the elder gods! I'm Scrooge McDuck!"