[ Her heart swells automatically when she realizes any image of that sweet face contorting with hurt are all in her head. Instead she sees... a smile. It's not the nervous sort either, it's... composed. He's even a little suave there.

Well, cheeky. She doesn't think the other man could be suave if his life depended on it: it's part of the charm.

She smiles herself and a short chuckle leaves her. ]

I'd rather you be done with any heroics and play my plan as safely as possible. I was in the hopes that we might spend a little more time together after all this is done.

[ As she goes to reach for his hand the server returns. Before they get a word in the menus are thrust in the direction of the server like a dagger that doesn't quite leave her hand.]

Family style. Option A.

[ The employee seems to know they just dodged some unknown but dangerous activity and skitter away with no further questions.

Elsa just wants to be left alone with Jack for the moment, to let them have this small thing in a world of idiots and misery. Hell, she even needs to be free of her own thoughts at times.

So she reaches out like she intended to before, ignoring any bad manners on her part to the staff, any reservations from herself and places her hand on Jack's arm.

Truly difficult. ]

I'm... happy to see you.