“Oh... yes, people have to live in bodies too.” They look around their shop, as if seeing it for the first time. As if surprised that reality is physical.
Wolfgang starts gently wringing their hands, nails scraping along their knuckles. This wasn't the direction they expected this conversation to go in and they're so unprepared for it, they ought to have studied more, or something. There are things Michael doesn't know about them yet that he should — things Wolfgang realistically ought to have told him a while ago. They're not sure whether to start with I'm frigid or I'm mad. Which is worse?
“You should, um... I mean... you know, things get weird. Um, really weird.”