[ With everything that she's seen and heard so far, Hilda quickly comes to the conclusion that this man is teetering dangerously between moping the rest of his time in Nocwich or turning the market upside down until he discovers what he's looking for. Neither are great options, particularly if it's the latter because that would mean she might not have a market to look through anymore. 

And if it's the former? Well, maybe it would weigh on her conscience if she just went about her business and let this poor man continue to wallow. And really is there anything sadder than a tall, well-built man looking dejected? Kindly she offers, ] 

If you're a little more specific, I might be able to help.  

[ A quick glance towards the stall leads her to assume it's jewelry but who knows, really. ] 

I know my way around jewelry, so if it's a gift for a special someone, I'm sure we can find something if we put our heads together. I'm Hilda by the way.