[ Taller though the other man might be, Anduin doesn't so much as blink as he's suddenly squared up against. Not the first or the last time.

The young king simply stares back for a moment. ]

It's not worth the trouble. You'll laugh about this later.

[ He hasn't resorted to this since he was a child, but it seems the safest way to diffuse the situation. Focusing that small thread of void energy until he can see it flicker behind the man's eyes, dispelling his fury behind a sudden confused haze. ]

Yeah. Yeah, it's funny, isn't it?

[ Scratching his head, the man suddenly pivots and starts back towards his own table, while Anduin turns towards Gilia with a slightly furrowed brow. ]

And I think we ought to find a table a little more out of the way, for now.