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"Maybe less. I'm not--I'd usually rather have pizza or street dogs or something like that over sweets, but I can destroy a cake or a pie in pretty much record time." Oh good. He was going for cute, but he wasn't sure he actually managed it. At her metabolism comment, he glances over, grinning a bit. "Yeah..yeah that's--" Okay, wait. No being creepy noticing she's pretty. Now quick, cover up. "That's another thing I've got going for me. The whole metabolism thing. It's a good--g-good thing to have going for you with the--you know."
He scrubs a hand over his face and up into his hair before he finally shoves it back in his pocket.
"Yeah. That'd be kind of an awesome super power because you know some leader of the school for superpowered kids is going to want you working for them."