"Yeah, back you into a corner, that's not going to bring out the emergency dark half, nossir," I grumble, shaking my head. "That can't be fun. Any of that. Do they know the person they're looking for- you know what, I've heard the explanation and the arguments, I'm still not calling her you."

I don't know what pronoun to apply to it, but I know it's not that one.