[Dorian smiles, soft and sincere. His fingers move, idle, across the keys, without making a sound.] Music was my first love. And you don't forget your first love. It shapes where you seek happiness and how you face your sorrows, it becomes the Platonic form against which all future loves are measured. It determines who you are. All the arts I've known since music, I compare to it.

[He laughs, no louder than his smile.] You know, I don't think I've ever truly loved anyone who didn't have music in their voice. I don't think I really noticed until now.