I am currently thinking of the time I showed Hilda my first dress. (Context: I am genderfluid.) I was nervous, and incredibly happy. She was entirely supportive. She did not smother me with a planned shopping trip or color matching advice - not that I would have minded, but she was a tomboy who largely did not care for fashion. Honestly, she was the best friend I ever could have asked for. Hilda, along with Cheren and Bianca - they did not view me as an irredeemable villain. They viewed me as a person, and I thank them for that. I never thought I would have friends after leaving Plasma, let alone three. Plasma told me I wasn't human, but you three let me know that was wrong.