Oh, really? If you're up for it, yeah, I'd love to. I'm still getting the hang of my sword, but—

[Oh. Welp. That happened.

The waitress is, understandably, more than a little jumpy about that, but Rean's quick to apologize. She's still a bit tense and nervous, but she seems to be doing better if she sticks closer to Rean, at least.

Please tell him he's not going to be covering for Al like this for any great length of time...]

...You want me to get a to-go cup and handle the bill so we can find somewhere quieter to be?

[However much for a milkshake is a small price to pay for not landing in jail, he thinks.]