"Then life would be like a videogame." Taking back his hand, he started eating. "Which means I could reset and never crashed. Or failing that, I could go back and make sure I died. Then I wouldn't have had...have had..." A lump had formed in his throat, making it difficult to talk. Picking up his glass, he swallowed some water to work it away. Or attempted to at any rate. It barely slide past the imaginary obstacle currently occupying his windpipe. "Let's....Let us talk about something else. Your music?" That was a good change in topic. A safe change in one too. One where he wouldn't have to go back to his recent past. One he was interested in hearing about from her point of view.