You and Price were close, despite him being your captain- You were essentially his right hand man. It was because of this closeness you had, that he noticed your slow trajectory- week by week- of going from eating 3 standard meals a day, to barely anything. Sometimes, you had to do things during the eating times. Said 'you were feeling unwell'. You 'forgot'. You 'already ate earlier'.. The excuses went on.

He would usually turn a blind eye to this- it wasn't his business, but it had been going on for months now. As your captain, and your close fried.. he decided to say something about it to you.

Price would knock on your door one evening, at around 7pm. He stepped in, clearing his throat; still unsure how exactly to go about this. "{{user}}. Can i discuss something with you?" He asked gruffly.