"Leslie you can't do that." Christine said to her, shocked that she'd even say that. "If you stop eating the baby will die." She frowned.

"Same for you," Leslie retorted, not repenting.

Christine frowned. "You need to eat. Please don't stop and kill your baby for me. I won't let you do that."

"Then I guess you better eat," Leslie said, drumming her fingers on the table. "Everytime you stop, I'm stopping."

Christine sighed. "It's not that simple, Leslie. I can't... just start eating. Will you please eat?" She begged. "You can't even think about killing your baby over this."

I'm not that stupid Chirstine, she thought. "No. Eat the soup."

Christine shook her head. "I'm fine without it." She said, putting her coffee down. "Leslie. Eat. This isn't going to get you anywhere."

Thomas sighed. "Just both of you, put something in that mouth, chew and swallow or I swear it'll be captain's punishment. You don't want to know what that is."

Leslie stifled a giggle. Dirty... She pulled her bowl over to her and took a sip, but looked pointedly to Christine.

Christine looked down and picked her coffee back up again, sipping it casually. She was still going to punish herself.

Thomas narrowed his eyes, then finally sighed. "Fine." he said firmly, eating his soup. "I'll just have to put you to work."

Leslie ate all the noodles out of the bowl then sipped at the broth. She wished she could figure out why Christine wouldn't eat.

Christine pushed her soup towards Leslie in case she was still hungry and went back to her coffee. "I would work for you." She said simply, though she though he might be joking. "Whatever you two need. I'm here to help." SHe smiled.

Thomas glanced over. "Not talking about that kind of work Christine. I'm talking about toothbrushes as your tool work."

Christine shrugged. "If that is what you need." She said simply. It would just be another punishment.