He listened to her. "I am not one to hold grudges. If I was I wouldn't have made it until I was eighteen. " He shrugs. "Plus unlike some people and that includes women and men equally...I am not coldhearted. I do not selfishly care only for myself and not care what may hurt someone else." He says honestly. He frowns a bit. "You did not eat. You had two bites and pushed it aside." he says. He had observed this. He said nothing more as she talked. Shaking his head. "If you don't eat you will throw up. One bite or more than one bite won't change the fact you have not eaten. It is in your features. The color of your skin is paler than one who eats." He says softly.<br/><br/>Looking at her and let her snap at him. "You snapping at me for helping you is rather childish." He points out. Looking at the food and shakes his head. "You are right. You won't starve to death...you are already in the process of doing so." He says softly. Rolling his eyes at her protests. "You have not eaten. I saw you take two bites and push nine-tenths of your plate away." He says again. Looking at her. "You will eat or I will spoon feed you it one bite at a time until the entire bowl is gone. You won't get far until you pass out again if you don't." he says bluntly. His words gentle and soft but his words cold hard truth.