Will only smiled into his coffee and shrugged. Art was for admiring, the sort of stuff that didn't need to exist but made the world that bit more interesting because it did. Alan's music, that was art. Chairs? They were for sitting. It took a certain skill to make one that was balanced and comfortable and nice-looking, sure, but it wasn't the same thing. "Just glad I remember how, is all. It's been an age and a half."