He's eyeing the room, but one will forgive him if he really just does want to settle down for a nice authentic dinner in a nice restaurant, and forget this whole ordeal for an hour or two. They did just spend over 10 hours on a flight, which nearly crashed, and were almost discorporated/destroyed by a terrible, violent creature they couldn't even identify. They do deserve to relax, no?

" Hm." He looks over the menu. "The usual, wine, beer. Sake and shochu if you'd like." He's still tense, still listening, but he keeps his tone light. Casual. Well, semi-casual.

"... Do you sense it?" He looks over at him, subtly.