"Yeeeah," she replies because believe her, she gets it, even if she's thinking more in terms of him not wanting to stick around and watch her dance for an hour. Lest he think that all her magic is useless due to time constraints, she adds, "There's quicker stuff but not, you know, weather. Do you...do you have magic, where you come from?"

Not a question she'd ever imagined she'd ask any reasonable person, but this world is so devoid of spellcasters that she's having to face the possibility that her own world might not be the norm.