Warren watched her delve into the bag. She came up with a few pouches and sat by him. She offered him an open pouch. His stomach turned at the smell of food. But he felt her stubbornness in the bond. He sighed and shifted. He took the pouch weakly and ate a little hoping shed start eating. But as soon as the food hit his stomach he was instantly nauseous. His pain blocker was failing and the pain was making him sick. Still..... She had to eat..... Even if it meant he made himself sick to get her to eat.