[Hm, perhaps a little of column A and a little of column B. Now, Venti isn't in the business of telling people what to think about this or that. She has the freedom to believe what she believes. He's only curious where it might have come from. So, it's time to play some games.

He giggles softly and taps his bottom lip with a finger.]

Hm! And here I thought it was the death part that came last, not first! Then again... Love songs always sound much better when they hurt.

[Never underestimate the power of a heartbroken song. He tilts his head.]

When does the magic end, would you say? I might have to take a few notes.

[When did she feel that.]