"Suuuuure..." he agrees off-handedly, pretty blatantly just checking this out. He reaches out a...limb? Thing? To try to poke the hollowed-out soul bit. "Music's cool, I like music."

Michael has no experience in fixing human souls. Very much the opposite, for all that he's worked with them a fair amount in general. "You know you can't actually kill her, right? Physically, murdering her body and everything? I doubt you'd survive that."