He took his seat and immediately started looking over the menu. He hadn't realized how hungry he was until he had smelled that heavenly aroma coming from the kitchen. He knew what he wanted quickly enough and glanced up to ask a question. His eyes found hers already looking at him. He had seen that look before, but had never figured out what it meant. He didn't know what worried him more, when she looked at him like that or when she gazed off into space with that look. There had been times she would just suddenly shut down, the conversation would wane, she would become distracted. The worst it had gotten was when she excused herself suddenly. That had only happened a few times, but it left him wondering if it had been something he had done. What had she gone through before they met? Who had hurt her so badly that she seemed to be unable to handle even their casual relationship. Another reason he never pursued his feelings. Emotionally, he always handled her with kid gloves.

"You're doing it again," he said calmly. This course had worked in the past. Be kind, don't be judgmental, play it off as nothing. "If you like I can order for you. I'm nearly an expert on Greek cuisine, you know." He smiled, but made his eyes stay on the menu. If she was going to bolt she would do it now, if not, she might reply. 'Please, let her talk to me this time,' he thought to himself.