I'm pretty sure presents from friends do count as treasure. Especially here.

[ He doesn't realize he maybe mirrored her thoughts, but it's a concept he fully believes anyway. Then again, he's never been one who put that much stock in possessions unless they had a sort of meaning like that. Not a typical outlook for nobles, where he comes from.

He reaches out, tapping on one of the trays she'd been perusing. ]

In which case, is there a treasure here you'd like to keep? As a thank you. [ He offers her a playful wink, smile warm. It might not be useful, but they were pretty and he remembered all too well, how hard it was to arrive here with nothing familiar, nothing of your own. ] Or if not here, we could go look somewhere else? There's a stall for just about everything here, whether it's something you can take back with you, or something to just be enjoyed while you're here.

[ Memories and new experiences could be just as precious as treasures, after all. ]