"I'll bring the soap to clean the fake Evelyn's body," I say while she's in the bathtub, shamelessly touching herself. She squeezes her breasts, touches her thighs, intimate parts, and belly as if inspecting something strange.
"Why are you touching yourself?" I ask, tossing the soap at her without much care, before remembering she's still Evelyn-sama and start lathering her more carefully.
"I'm checking things out. I've never had a body of flesh before. It's a bit strange. It's soft and flexible, but I can't pass through it," she says, poking her thigh.
"Of course you can't. Why would you be able to pass through it?" It would be weird if you could pass through a body. That wouldn't be normal. After all, even though flesh is soft and supple, it's still a solid.
