Elijah smiled and looked away, "Ah, I think sandwiches are a safe option. Maybe some stew as well? Something not too heavy for a picnic." It seemed like a great idea, but the other man seemed to be growing distant and losing interest in the conversation. Was he uninterested in the picnic? Or just the conversation. He wished he had more to drink, but the waiter wasn't there and he barely cared for another bite of the risotto though it was rude to refuse to eat it and he knew to be grateful of any food especially when it must have been expensive. He continued to nibble at the food but looked ahead of him. "Is.. everything alright? I am sorry I'm not great at conversation. You probably could have had much better company tonight."