His brow creased a little at the initial response, "Just because my own means little enough to me doesn't mean I don't understand their importance to others." He replied, as if that should have been obvious. Though mostly it was because his birthdays hadn't really been celebrated when he'd been alive, and after his time in Hell, as well as the multiple instances of himself there, it was as much a question of logistics as it was anything else.

The rest, however, had amusement seeping into the tone as he continued, "You aren't wrong, I suppose. Though that doesn't mean you're right." A thoughtful sound, "And I have come to understand that when you ask questions like that it usually means that you've already got something in mind." He flicked his free hand at the Cat in a half-beckoning movement, a clear 'give it here' even without saying so in those words, "Let's hear it, so I can decide if it sounds fair."