"Looks cool," he nodded, "And I see you got some hologram stuff working." Which reminded him of something he needed to give her, back on his ship. He made a mental note of that, and then started thinking about the challenge she'd mentioned to her dream of a school. Funding, well, he could probably help with that. Though he guessed he couldn't just give her money, non-criminal types sometimes got weird about that kind of thing. He reached over for a tool and began opening up the laser pistol he'd laid on the table, just for something to do, and then pushed it over to her to mess around with.
"Are you taking donations?" he asked, casually, that seemed like an okay way to go about offering a large sum of potentially ill-gotten cash to a girl you barely knew but were kind of a little bit into.