Although Heath was curious why serving Kailunya had earned him books on psychology, he did not dwell on it. Instead, he began practicing to improve his speed at preparing fresh eel. Although the time limit for the Lava Eel was one minute, Heath felt that faster was naturally better.
"How long?" Heath looked at the intact Eel Bone before him and wiped the sweat from his forehead, then turned to ask Farfetch'd beside him. Farfetch'd took out the stopwatch and turned it around for Heath to see. One minute and two seconds.
Heath frowned. It still was not good enough. Although he had only gone two seconds over, in those two seconds, the Lava Eel could, in a sense, already have burned away. Heath shook his head helplessly. It seemed his hands still needed to get faster.
"Far?" Farfetch'd looked at Heath and tentatively extended his wings. Heath paused. Zorua was still reading comics in the Food Truck's lounge, so he could not translate for Heath just then, but Heath managed to roughly guess what Farfetch'd meant.
"You want to try?" Heath looked at Farfetch'd with interest. Was this little fellow planning to try making Eel Rice? That was a good thing, though. Heath remembered that Farfetch'd had excellent knife skills. Perhaps if Farfetch'd did it himself, he really could remove the Eel Bone within a minute.
Farfetch'd nodded confidently. Heath took out an eel, placed it on the cutting board, and gave up his spot, standing to one side to watch curiously. He wanted to see just how fast Farfetch'd could be.
A little while later, Heath looked at the mangled eel, its flesh chopped into something resembling paste, then at Farfetch'd beside him with his head lowered in embarrassment, and sighed. Although this little fellow was brimming with