His place was interesting. That's what he thought so anyway. Most people who had any appreciation for the arts would've had to agree, which was a fair few considering he didn't have many visitors. "It is, but don't get used to seeing it." Looking at her out of the corner of his eye, he let her go on about its origins, most of which he was slightly aware of. Though being of a different class, he hadn't learned everything until she told him.
"I play better than anyone who can actually afford something like this, then." There was some satisfaction in knowing that. A violin like that deserved to be taken care of and played, and in that sense he was much more a suitable owner. Maintenance costs weren't so much an issue, as he had a reasonable supplier he knew well. However, he felt no need to tell her how or where he learned to play. His history was none of her business.