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[godofdust]

Dear me, if you don't know how to chop vegetables I may have more to teach you than I thought.

[She leans against his arm very gently, looking at him with a soft, fond smile.]

You don't have to force it down, sweet boy. I won't be insulted.

[dregs]

Where I grew up, we would be lucky to get anything to eat, nevermind anything more substantial.

{ his eyes stay down towards the bowl, takes another bite. }

And for that reason, I don't like to waste things either. It's just. Hard to stomach right now.

[godofdust]

[She nods and gently pats his back, around half-way down so she doesn't spook him.]

It'll keep, you know? You can put it back in the pot.

[It'll keep for a little while, at least. She should be able to portion it up and put it away for him to eat for a couple of days.]

[dregs]

{ he still twitches slightly, but it isn't anything drastic. }

Have I eaten enough to satisfy your worries?

{ it's said with a sad sort of soft laugh, like he knows he isn't making it easy for her, but doesn't know what to do with himself to make it up to her, to try and relieve her of her worries. }

[godofdust]

[Sigh.]

If my only worries were about your nutrition, I would be entirely satisfied.

[He isn't making it easy, but she knows he isn't doing it on purpose. He's hurting and she wants to help in any way she can.]

Can I persuade you to try and get some rest?