Why? [He blinks, considering her words for a moment. It's a question that's been presented to him before, albeit in a much more exasperated way, from a father who worried very much for his future.] Music is my life. It's like how flying is for a bird, or swimming is for the fishes. It's natural to me, it makes me happy, and it makes other people happy. [A smile.] So, I play.

[Manolo regards her curiously.] What about you?