Grimm was getting annoyed with himself. He was almist done with his sketch, but the older girl was throwing him off. He didn't know what, but something about her was just . . . off. After a while, he couldn't deal with it anymore, causing him to set his sketchbook down on a desk and walk up to the anomaly of a person. He began to walk around her, his eyes scouring her form, filled with an intense curiosity. He did 3 revolutions around her before stopping in front of her, a look of confusion on his face. 

"Are you male or female? I can't tell from visual observation and I've been told physical examination of people is greatly discouraged." Grimm said, still looking over Bride intensely, trying to figure out the puzzle of her (or his) gender.