For the briefest of moments the man was at a real loss for words. The fact that she was from a time five years in his past did not bother Deucalion in the least, yet he feared that he may have offended Elena by accident with his gesture. However when he spotted her slight blush, and heard her heart quicken a tad, well the Alpha almost blushed as well. "Apologies if I accidentally offered any offense, or overstepped there. In truth it's been quite a while since I really...well you know us Englishmen, all stiff upper lip and big on the chivalry." It wasn't a lie at all, but not quite the truth either. Mostly since trying to explain his real nature to someone he just met...it was not exactly ideal.
The scents within the cafe were overwhelming, yet the wolf focused on the little things like nutmeg and the smell of cinnamon to get through it all. After perusing the menu for a moment the Alpha settled on a cup of earl grey tea, and let the young man behind the register know that he was picking up the tab for both Elena and himself.