I love that.I feel exactly this way. When I ask someone about their beliefs, and how they came to them, I am truly curious as to what they believe, and how they got there. I'm not going to tell them they are wrong, or try to change their mind.
I've mentioned before that I asked my 96 year old uncle (who had been in the Air Force in WWII and Korea) if he believed in God. He answered, "Of course not!" in the same tone I'd expect to hear if I'd asked him if he believed in Santa Claus.
I really, really, wish I'd gotten to talk to him more about this before he died. As an old man who had seen a lot of life and the world, I would have valued his opinion on this matter.
As my Dad turned 90 he had a serious conversation with me about his funeral (he went on to live a number of years).
His main point was “please make sure there is no religious nonsense”.
We marked his life with a multi-generation party at his house with pictures of his life all around (I raided his desk and found pictures right back to when he was a baby).
It was lovely.