"around you, I find it easier and much more natural to express myself with outward emotions." Cinead responded to her observation, only realizing after the words had left his mouth that they might sound odd. With any luck, it wasn't giving away too much information. Following Anna into the restaurant, he hesitated, looking down towards her for guidance. He had never been here before after all. He wasn't familiar with the procedures. "how are we supposed to order? Do they take us to a table or do we seat ourselves?" He asked, fiddling with the strap on his bag with one hand, a habit he had picked up from watching so many others do the same thing.