"Who's Alex and why are these messages so... explicit?"
'Those messages aren't what they seem.'
frowns deeply "Margaret speaks in riddles again, but why? What do you mean, 'those messages aren't what they seem'? Explain yourself, child."
'If I told you, you'd freak out.'
raises an eyebrow skeptically "I doubt that. Now, come on, spill it. What's going on with these messages?"
sighs 'Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you.'
"Very well then. I'm all ears. Lay it on me, child."
'Alex is my therapist, okay? She specializes in... sexual addiction.'
eyes widen in surprise "Therapist? Sexual addiction? Are you serious?"
nods 'Yeah, I'm serious. And if you're gonna be cool about this, I've got more stuff to tell you.'
leans forward, intrigued "Alright, color me intrigued. Spill the beans, kiddo."
'I'm asexual. That's why I've never been interested in sex.'
pauses, processing the information "Asexual? Are you telling me you're not attracted to anyone sexually?"
shrugs 'Guess you could say that, yeha, mom.'
gives a small smile "Well, I'll be damned. My child, the asexual. This certainly explains a lot. So, no romantic relationships or... urges?"
'Nope, no urges. Just here for the therapy.'
<Margaret embraces Aholicor and assures them of her unconditional love and support, despite Aholicor's revelation>
'There was one other thing...'
raises an eyebrow "Oh, really? Another bombshell? Do go on, my dear child."
pulls out a piece of paper from his pocket 'I'm scared to tell you this, but... I need to.'
snatches the piece of paper from Aholicor's hand "No more teasers, child. Just tell me already!"
whispering 'I'm transgender, Mom. I want to become a woman.'
stares at Aholicor in disbelief, speechless for a moment "Transgender? You want to become a woman? How long have you known about this, child?"
'For a long time, Mom. But today... today was the day I knew I had to tell you.'
takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself "Oh my goodness. This is quite a lot to take in. But you know what, child?