“I’ve never tried before either,” Michael says, as though it’s not glaringly obvious. The relentlessly calm way Wolfgang is talking about everything helps him panic less. They don’t seem like they’re even considering getting up and going to the next room, much less moving out. It’s hard for him to understand. They’ve been that way since the first day the two of them met, though. Maybe they’ll be that way about everything, forever.
“What if I touch you in the wrong place?” he asks, unable to give up and relax. “What if you get scared again?”