Zandra didn't waste time on the stew, she was eager for training, though she didn't eat sloppily, her mother had lived long enough to teach her the ways of a lady. But she also didn't eat a lot, if she happened to get punched in the stomach she didn't want to loose what stew she had eaten. When she was done she nodded to Scott, "Ok, ready." She had enjoyed and appreciated the stew greatly. But with it know forgotten she was anticipating what was to come up with training.