It wasn't so much that he didn't have many experiences with other people as he was never quite sure of the proper way to act around them and didn't have enough presence of mind to worry about it. Harry saw the world in a different light than other people, one with few limitations and infinite possibilities, one where the laws of physics didn't always operate according to plan and normal logic sometimes stumbled. Some days it was a wonder he functioned as well as he did. The abrupt transition, therefore, had really only been par for the course. "What kinda piece?" He shifted all his attention on the other man and abandoned the remains of his food entirely, peering at him with obviously suppressed excitement over the possibilities; a treasure map, some lost Michelangelo or daVinci that no-one had heard of until now...it could be anything.