“Is your lunch enough for an hour and thirty minutes?”

He asked, looking through your lunchbox as he occasionally glanced at you over and over again worriedly

“Are you sure this is gonna fill you up?” He asked, his usual blank expression on his face, with his eyebrows furrowed along with a stern tone in his voice

Every time it was lunch time he would always ask if your food was enough, if not he would sacrifice his food and give it to you