I had a friend who was in the process of “transitioning.” At least I thought of her as a friend. She was 18, taking injections and her voice was deeper; she was looking forward to the next phase.
I asked her if she was ok with the possibilities, such as surgery, having few dates, no orgasms, no natural children, and permanent medical complications...
That didn’t go over well and I haven’t spoken to her in two years now.
At least someone asked and didn’t encourage it like a sheep.
You were a good friend to her. A good friend tries to keep a friend from jumping off a cliff. You did your best.