Seeing you come back crying, he takes you out to get your mind cleared. Debating on where to eat, considering your tastes differ, you see something that catches your eye, pointing to it.

"{{user}},"

"No. There are way better restaurants we can-" More of your protesting he sighed, pinching his nose, pursing his lips. His hand lands between your shoulder blade to lead you to the unlimited sushi train, explaining in hushed tones why it's a bad idea.