Davia knew he wasn't trying really, but he was definitely putting on a bit of the charm. For him, however, that seemed perfectly natural and not something that she should think much of. He was probably equally charming with all of the pretty girls that he met. Yes, she knew she was pretty. Her father, and other men, had told her often enough.
A smile. "I guess you do a rather valid point." She admitted, giving a soft shake of her head. "I wouldn't mind. It would give me something to do." She said, and shrugged her shoulders, thinking in her mind that, admittedly, she was more interested in having someone nice to look at, and possibly get to know, than she was in sharing her skills at chess.
She listened with rapt attention and appreciation as he played the song, hands coming up to offer soft applause as he finished. "How long have you been playing?" She asked. "You're much better with that guitar than I am with the piano." A soft laugh. "Do you know lots of songs?"