Chris doesn't mind the other man's quiet. He's a quiet person himself, and if he doesn't have to make small talk with the other people in the shop, that's just fine.

He's been examining the pedestal for quite some time. He doesn't know what the other man sees, but Chris sees a picture of his daughter. His daughter, who he hasn't seen in years, who is most likely dead.

Chris takes the man's comment as sarcastic and replies cooly, "Gift-wrapped and delivered, I'd wager. Though I don't think this place has a mail service."