"The... Crystal Heart," he repeats, lifting an eyebrow.

He rises from the chair.

"Okay, nope, I'm out of here. Listen, Raspberry or whatever it was, you can keep your angel-demon qualms and light-up rocks to yourself, because I'm out. I'll find my answers elsewhere and we'll both be the merrier for it." Waving over a shoulder, he turns to look for the door. "I'll shoo the next idiot I see your way and you can have fun shoveling nonsense at him. You happy?"