He started to wonder why she kept doing that with her eyebrow, did she have a tic or something that he wasn't aware of? He shook off the thought and did his best not to over-think. Looking back to the menu he had thought that maybe he was in the clear a little with the whole dream thing even though it had been brought up. Talking about it, he feared, would only make things worse.
His own brows knitted together as he tried to make sense of her. She was a pretty cool person to talk to, easy to get along with and it wasn't like she was horrible to look at or anything. It was just something, something tugged at him saying that something was wrong there - just with knowing her and talking to her. Why was she so concerned with how the dreams were messing with him? They didn't even know each other, if she knew him...they wouldn't be here. She would want to not know him. "It's fine though, really. I'm sure they'll stop at some point anyway." He shrugged a little and though he kept his hand there for a moment eventually he retracted and looked down at his hand and then the menu.