He'd much prefer to eat inside, so there are no complaints when she makes a beeline for a booth, especially one in the back. As much as he was loathe to leave K2 behind, he kind of wishes he had, just because having his droid slide into the booth will be a comical disaster, but having him stand up at the table is just asking for attention.

Fortunately his droid slides into the empty side first, his legs banging the table and shaking it and probably stepping on Jyn's foot at least once. It draws attention from a few customers, but nothing suspicious. Cassian sits far more gracefully after taking off his jacket. It'd probably be easier and more spacious to sit next to Jyn, but he's too paranoid to put his back to the door.

He squishes his jacket behind him. "Please tell me the caf isn't terrible?"