"An hour. That's good. I don't eat much, so that's a lot of extra time in the day." Wan figured he could down what he needed to in five minutes, ten if he felt like taking his time on it, and that would leave him with forty to fifty extra minutes every meal to dedicate to something.
He bounced on the balls of his feet, turning around to walk backwards for a moment so he could survey the street again.
"I'm sure you don't suck as much as you think you do," he said abruptly. She'd been talking down her abilities every opportunity she could so far and that didn't seem right.