Hajime seems almost taken aback at the apology. "But I...I started it." He awkwardly shifts his weight a little, fidgeting where he stands. "I was going to apologize to you." He's at least had a lot of experience in shutting his own monster instincts down when he's not in the middle of some crazy sanity-eroding cathedral, and the restaurant is where he feels the most comfortable. There is no danger of attack today. Hajime will make sure of it. He considers something, and then he sort of absently gestures at the menu. "Go on, pick whatever you want, it's on the house."