As a cop you believed you needed to watch your diet and especially how much you'd eat. If not then how could you tackle people down efficiently?

Lucy put a plate of food in front of you and sat down next to you. She hated seeing you do this to yourself and she really wanted you to get better. You felt her shoulder nudged you when she noticed you just staring at the plate

"It's good, I promise. Just a couple of bites."