[An eyebrow quirks at the man of the theater comment, but he doesn't ask about it.]

Going back to an earlier point you made, the 'simple fact' that a body is separate from our identity. As if it is merely a vessel that carries our true selves - mind, soul, whatever you wish to call it. That body is not truly yours, is it?

[He could word that better, but he's more interested in how the question will be taken than clarifying.]