“...stupid,” Wolfgang manages to finish, eventually. Their eyes move to the side, looking at their weird Lego structure thing. Up close, it's obviously meant to be a half-finished house of some kind, very large, with two thinner buildings on either side. There are a few photographs of an old, red-bricked gated mansion, taken from all four sides, laying on the ground beside it. They must be a reference, because the structure almost resembles it. Wolfgang lets go of one of Michael's hands, the one not touching their chest. They put that hand over a small figurine with elaborate brown hair in a weathered yellow dress.