But a song is expression of your heart! It expresses your soul! You can say from that it expresses your entire universe! Ah, what tragedy: I'm moved at having learned a friend of mine is without a universe! [Christopher slides under a zombie's attack over to his umbrella. He draws it free from the wall, opens it up to shake off the zombie (it freezes the skin it touches), and then swiftly dismembers his opponent with a spare knife.

He glances at Gin, almost looking amused.] You know, though. I don't see any reason you're bothering, if you aren't having fun.

[Because obviously, personal whim is all that really matters, right?]