At least there's that. His ears are more sensitive, and he wouldn't be able to stand florescent lights. Those ears flick in amusement as he has the menu batted at him. He picks it up and glances over it, pretending like he knows what he's reading. He... knows far less about what he's reading than he's going to let on, though.

"I suppose that's true. But you're not talking about an 'end of the world' event, are you? I know heroes in your world can have pretty... intense powers." Even Dabi, for example... if he wanted to, he could cause major problems in Nara'a's world. Someone with that kind of control over fire aether in a place with so much ambient aether? Absolutely devastating possibilities.

He sets the menu down and glances at Dabi again. "You planning on sticking around? You sound like you've got unfinished business to take care of." He doesn't want to presume, but...