Anastasia took a seat when he said he would join her. She smiled softly when he informed her that she could, in face, get food sent to her room. She inspected the book cover and shrugged, "Yes... But sitting here at a table makes me feel more... Normal than having someone bring it to my room. Besides, I wouldn't be doing anything too important. Just some reading that I could do here if I wanted."

She looked at him, "But I won't not when I have company. Maybe, tonight when I'm in my room or when I have time tomorrow," she placed the book on the table a little ways in front of her. She leaned against the table as they waited for their food, "So, what stole you away from my side this afternoon," she teased.