The food. Right, that had come first. It’s true, Michael tends to focus on the other parts, since what happened afterward had affected him more, but Wolfgang probably hadn’t cared about the rest very much. Maybe they’d only stayed out of fear or boredom. It hadn’t seemed like it, and he doesn’t want to think so, but it’s possible. Stupid. Still stupid, Michael.
“Oh. But. You already paid me back for that like a million times, come on.”