Looking up at Ruth, the elf nodded in return to her greeting before beginning to ponder the inquiry for much longer than a human would find strictly necessary. "Pheasant sounds ameanable," he eventually responded calmly. "I will have it with a good amount of vegetables and some mead to drink." His order made, he turned from Ruth to look across at the human a few tables away stealing a glance at him. Giving Haleb what the man had to assume was a curt nod of ackowledgement, Alavae returned to gazing slowly around the room.