“Okay. I just didn't — I didn't want you to think I'm like them. Um, you know. Muggles.”
... Wolfgang.
They start steadily working on the other hand. They're not going to have any nail left by the end of this conversation. They might have to start on their toes. “I was in hospital for two months... I lost two months, I don't remember so much of it. This was in Turkey, it's hard to be mad somewhere when you don't speak the language too good anyway. I speak a lot of Turkish now. I see someone else here. She's nice but sometimes I feel like Harlow's monkeys. And the pills make you hungry, which is hard when you don't have no money.”
Wolfgang is always hungry, Michael has surely noticed this, although at the same time they'll forget to eat for hours or days if absorbed in a task. They look now like that's the case, and also like they forgot to brush their hair or sleep or anything, really, except work.