She watches that change happen in his eyes, her own smile never faltering. It's a good thing. He's got a lot of hardwired shit to work through, but he's making progress. "I'm sure." She responds, just as softly. Her arm stays around his until they get to the table. She releases him so they can take their seats.

Once the waitress is gone, the facade disappears and she's her normal self again. Her bigger worry is that someone will recognize her. She has been all over the news lately... But hopefully this place is removed enough that no one will notice or care about two strangers passing through. She gently rolls her shoulders as she relaxes into the seat. Her shoulder did ache, but she'd gotten used to working through pain. "We'll only stay long enough to get food. We'll need gas soon, too." I.e. They should switch cars soon.