He thought her choice of words to be quite a bit interesting so he fell for the bait willingly. "Curious - if I may ask - of what exactly?" Jacob asked as his interest in her grew by the second. He briefly wondered what this woman would look like in a fine dress. Poor or not, she wasn't ugly. Quite far from it. Maybe it was just because she seemed, from his initial impression, that she differed greatly from all the other woman who had come from a high-class family. In appearance, and probably personality too. If you used 'fish' to describe woman, then all the fish in the higher-class sea were essentially the same. This, of course, was boring. Jacob disliked boring.
Now that he thought about it, this was the longest he had held a conversation with anybody of the lower class since beginning this walking routine. It was, however, not the first time he had spoken to lower-class like he had previously stated. That was a little white lie for a certain purpose. He'd see if it was worth it or not, though he did prefer lying had some use as he wasn't one to lie often, save for his explanations about his whereabouts to his father and servants when he returned from these walks - which were now useless as they had discovered a bit ago.
Nevertheless, that did not keep him from leaving the castle.
Jacob then awaited her response.