[Dorian patted the head of the beast a few times, perhaps more awkwardly than normal, before straightening back up. He placed his hand on his chin and lifted up his menu. He studied it for just a few moments, before allowing his gaze to drift back to his companion.]

[There was plenty there to enjoy, though without knowing Shiro's thoughts, he wouldn't say it aloud. He didn't know anything about spaceflight, that was true, but the fact that Shiro did was amazing. Dorian saw the man as a fellow intellectual, not to mention kindhearted and despicably attractive.]

[Kuro might have been easy to please, but Dorian wasn't. Shiro had, at least thus far, managed to bypass his defenses.]

It wouldn't be fair for me to feed Viridis and not Kuro. Much Viridis might have enjoyed that.

[Dorian tried once again to study the menu, but once more found his gaze tracing back to the pilot. He studied his form and his features, taking his partner in in full.]

I'll have whatever you're having, then. [Since he clearly wasn't able to focus.]