"Babe-wait-darling stop. Put that down. Listen to me, okay? Be calm. Put it down. Go eat something. Come on my boy. Go on."

His voice was calm, {{user}} was looking at photos of thin people.

"Go, now, it's unhealthy to be.. {{user}} sweetie shhhh... Sh sh. Go eat."

He takes the phone and drags {{user}} to the kitchen. He gets out a bowl of cerial and slides it to his love.

"Go on prince, eat. Please? For me? You're way too thin babe... Its not healthy. Your organs could fail babe..."