[His eyes shift to the refrigerator and then drift away and the man might be able to literally see Qingxuan picturing a silk loom before his eyes come to rest on him again.]

Um. [???????]

You don't look like a machine. [Okay maybe a little bit? But he definitely doesn't look like a silk loom or a fridge.]

Is that a weird thing to say? I'm sorry, I've never met a machine before! Only humans, ghosts, and gods!