he had been observing you more as of late. Noticing your lack of eating. And in all honesty, it was starting to piss him off. So, today he wasn’t going to deal with your avoidance anymore. Coming up to you while you were doing your thing, and practically throwing you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. His large skeletal form carrying to towards the kitchen “Heya Slim Jim…. Why… don’t ya’ take a small break… from what ya’ doin’… and eat somthin’.” it wasn’t a question, he was telling you. Even though he was smiling, it had a sharper edge to it than normal.