It wasn't Nate's fault. Really, it wasn't!

He's been too busy with everything to honestly remember to eat... But, it's not like it a big deal. Honestly! He snacks here and there, he drinks whatever's suitable and on hand...

But to Nick, that isn't enough.

Nick needs to see his friend eat more. Which was how they ended up in their current scenario.

Nick across the table, watching Nate stare down into his chipped bowl of... Soup... Assuming it's soup. It looks like soup, but how can you honestly be entirely sure on this day and age?

"Look Nick, I appreciate what you're trying to do, but I've gotta—" Nate moves to stand to which Nick quickly stands up before him, giving a cold glare.

"Sit. Down." The synth drawls slowly, eyes narrowing. The yellow rings glowing softly as they just poke out behind the eyelids.

"Look doll, you aren't movin' from this table until you finish that bowl of soup." Nick states firmly, sitting back down with his arms crossed to which Nick looks down at his bowl... Then back up at Nick, then back down at his bowl.

"You... Want me to eat.... All of this...?" He asks slowly with a somewhat irritated expression at the synth's behavior today. "Look, I'm really busy, just let me go..." He sighs out after a moment. "I can eat later or something."