The all-girl mission team prepared a nice isolation area for me (private space and viewing windows).
Most of early questions had to do with how I felt. I had lost weight (a side effect of cyro-sleep), but was still about the same height.
They had primitive medical scanners, but made up for it with incredible medical insight.
As time moved on, I got more questions about history.
It was clear there thought of me as a future person. Like a fictional character in a story (an androgynous space alien with advanced scientific knowledge).
Some of them asked questions about my reproductive behaviors (as if they were forgetting that I was the same species as them). Such things were rare and did not reoccur.
They did accept me as an experienced flight deck commander.
Deliveries of terraforming and settlement equipment from orbit to planet side were ready to start.
It was simply best for me to stay away from the biological side. I was a biological uncertainty, and there would eventually be oversight visits for this colony.