Kimblee allowed his gaze to shift upwards when Emmy started speaking again, trying to gauge her reaction; the atmosphere between them had changed somewhat, but it didn't seem like a negative shift in the least. The smile and the behavior with the menu confirmed it nicely; he allowed himself to smile a bit in return, though the expression was slightly guarded - this was a good sign, but there was no way of predicting the following discussion. He would just have to see where it went.

But for the time being, he allowed some of the tension to leave him.

"Of course, Miss Altava. Whatever you like."