Alex looks up for a bit... and shakes his head, "Unless you count stabbing you with a quill as a weapon, which I would never do since this is an heirloom, or me throwing my hat at you as a weapon, I have nothing."
After glancing at the sky for a moment, he goes back to humming...
Re, fa, Re*
Re, fa, re*
mi*, fa*, mi*, fa*, mi*, do* la