"Oh, huh." She could sleep while... still doing stuff? Kind of seemed to defeat the purpose of sleeping if you asked him, but to each their own, he guessed. He held his hands up like he surrendered when she assured him she wasn't joking. "Okay," he said quickly, smiling a little. "I get it--food ain't a game. I'm just a little surprised. You must have a helluva metabolism." Sheesh, and people were envious of how he could pack ice cream away and never gain an ounce--this girl could eat a week's worth of food in one sitting? Where did she put it? He couldn't deny a little curiosity.

Turning, he waved a hand.

"Well, come on, then," he said, "let's go see what we can find. I mean, they know we're not exactly from around here and don't have any of the local munny, but we've still gotta eat, right? So maybe they'll cut us a break. Can't hurt to try."