Cater... had actually put thought into this. Had decided on a place that he thought Rayne would like, over dragging him somewhere he wanted to try. It's difficult, impossible even, to describe the feeling in his chest when he hears that.

Instead of questioning that feeling, Rayne nods. "Alright-- sure."

No way was he going to admit that Cater had done a good job selecting the place. His hand brushes against Cater's shoulder as he leaves his side, a motion to show where he was headed - towards a more secluded area of the cafe, where hopefully the calm would be even more prominent.