Cyrus too looked entirely unconcerned, though, with considerably less effort, as his face was always blank. He sat down opposite her, hardly gracefully as he struggled a little with seating his tall frame in the small chair, without banging his knees against the table. For that brief moment he could have looked almost human.
He placed his bags underneath the table, and reached out for the menu to flick through it. "I have no idea what any of this is." He looked through the pages.