Although Nate wasn't deluded in thinking there would never be hiccups with Beau coming out so late in his life, comparatively, he did rather think that the world had progressed enough that it wouldn't be as big of an issue as Beau feared. Or, at least, he hoped some of his own relaxed ease about it would rub off on Beau. They'd waited so bloody long, he wanted Beau to truly enjoy all these experiences he'd denied himself over the years.
"Well, that's easy enough," he said, his lips turned up a bit at the corners, enjoying the idea that it didn't matter what they did with the rest of the night so long as they did it together.
Before he could say anything else, their dessert was delivered. After his first bit of his, Nate hummed, the flavors seeming to dance on his tongue. "Oh, this is divine. You've got to try it," he said, holding a bite out on his fork in offer, curious if it were the sort of thing Beau would be comfortable doing in public. It was such a little thing, but Nate wouldn't be offended if Beau took the fork rather than just leaning in for the bite.