We spend a lot of time on the body. What is the gender, what is one’s sexual preference, and on it goes. The body is going to rot and die, though not necessarily in that order. What about the person inside, who are they, what is their world or universe like?
Sooner or later we need to care and relate to each other, not some pronouns but the person themselves.
The information they seek or present tells us little or nothing about them. If we truly care for one another, what does it matter who or what they are?