"I am not sure most would agree with you, but I am glad you think so, TARDIS."
He was well aware that he had done things that most would see as bad, or downright evil, things that he now, in his current form, questioned a little. He wasn't sure he wanted to think about that too hard.
He nodded, smiling a little and picked up his own menu, peering at it.
"I am still very unused to this eating thing. I like sandwiches and cookies, and ice cream, though. Oooo! There are chicken fillets! I like those!"
Dalek might be babbling. Dalek would never admit to that, however.