"You buying?" Because if so, then he'd be a bit more inclined. The vase is as carefully handled as Noiz can manage--shifted to be held more comfortably as he puts his opposite hand back into his pocket.

She seemed... more or less harmless. An overly kind woman, perhaps. Honestly, he's still hesitant to chat so casually with her... but in that same regard he's comfortable enough to still feel like he could get more information about the place from her if he takes her up on at least lunch.

Besides, getting to know places didn't hurt.