"What else would it be?" She sounds like she genuinely doesn't know. Is there some other reason that someone would have for looking at his sleeve like this? For all of his Ask better questions just a moment ago, that seems like a rather silly one to her. Which gets her to thinking...

"I'm an artisan of sorts. I make and repair things--mostly wood and cloth, but I can work with small amounts of metal, too." It's more of an explanation than he's offered her for things that he thought were pointless, and it has her tilting her head at him and smiling with a bit of mischief.

"Do I get to ask you an obvious question now? Since I answered yours?"