Christopher laughed and nodded in agreement. It had been too long. "Oh I'm sure your skating has improved at least a little in the past year." He said, chuckling. He grinned as he remembered Viola falling flat on her face, getting furious. It wasn't funny that she was falling of course, but her reaction was slightly amusing, he couldn't deny. He smiled again and said, "Oh, I hope your headache feels better, you could probably get some chocolate in the Kitchens or the Hospital Wing. But otherwise I'm glad you're doing well!" He said this almost jealously, wishing he could feel such light happiness, with nothing but a simple headache tugging at his life. It'd be so relaxing. But he had to stop himself from getting his hopes up that it truly would happen.

"Oh, well... erm...." Christopher fidgeted awkwardly, not knowing what to say. He wasn't going to lie and say he was fine, because he wasn't. But he didn't want a pity party coming his way either. It'd probably just make him feel worse, too. "I, erm, am dealing with a loss right now. It's hard," he concluded, deciding that would be a perfectly sufficient answer.