"No, no. It's not needed." he said. "But I'm gunna make you do it. God Christine just take a god damn bite of soup!!!" He shouted angrily, gripping the counter. It was definetly stress boiling over.

Christine looked at Thomas and set her coffee down. She hadn't meant to upset him. It... wasn't like her eating habits effected him at all, but she pulled the soup back to her and took a spoonful of it, then another. That was about all she could manage after not eating for about a week without throwing up. "I'm sorry, Thomas." She said quietly.

Thomas settled back down and shook his head. "I want that soup gone by morning. I don't care if it takes you four fucking hours." He growled.

Leslie frowned and nudged Thomas lightly. He was being kind of mean, even though she knew it was for a good reason. She gave him quick puppy-dog eyes to say, Be a little nicer?

"Thomas I... can't eat it all... I'll get sick." Christine said, looking to him. She really was sorry she'd upset him so much for some reason.

Thomas sighed. "Well, then. Take your time." he said softly. "I don't want to see my doctor starve."

Christine sighed. That was meant to be the point, but she managed to get down another bite. She felt herself get sick, like she needed to retch what was in her stomach and she placed a hand over her mouth to stop it. ONce the feeling passed she put her hand down and nodded to Thomas. "If you need me to finish it, I will..." She said quietly.

Thomas nodded. "I do need you to. But not if you're going to throw it up. Just...take it slow." he adviced. He glanced to Leslie and frowned.

Leslie shrugged. This was bad. Maybe they should talk to Eva? She always seemed to have an answer for everything.

Christine nodded. She had to eat it. Even if it was just so Thomas wouldn't be upset at her anymore she had to. "I'll... try." She said, looking down at the soup. It was really good, but her stomach had shrunk to a small size and it wasn't used to too much food. She took another spoonful and closed her eyes as the feeling came and passed again.

Thomas nodded slowly before retiring to his room. He hadn't meant for such an outburst. Such things were very unlike him.

Leslie followed Thomas with her eyes as he left. "Hey, sorry," she said softly. "Just... you have to take care of yourself too."

Christine nodded. "I'm fine." She repeated. "It's alright though... I just didn't mean to upset him like that. I can't eat."

"Well... keep trying, okay?" Leslie asked, smiling softly. "If you don't, you can't take care of me. And that'll freak Thomas out, which just makes me worse."

Christine nodded. "I'll be alright." She said. "You should... probably go to him.... it's better then sitting with a troubled doctor right?" She smiled at her.