Considering that Cylon civilization is less than 50 years old, he makes a good point.

The corner of Caspar's mouth quirks upward at Spock's phrasing. He almost makes a quip about not being a mind-reader, but keeps it to himself. "It's no problem. I hope your friend likes the flowers."

Now that he has his bouquet, he's eager to get back to Adia, but maybe the next time he runs into Spock, he'll have more of a conversation. This old man is alright. He holds the door open for him, then nods one more. "See you around."