"Perhaps you should eat, darling. We don't want you being sick on an empty stomach."

Ragnar cared and didn't want to see the American spiralling down into some drunken stupor feeling like shit without eating. The Swede would indeed share in eating if Eli was going to order something. He couldn't help but stroke the other man's arm, wanting to comfort him, if that was even possible right now.

"Even tough, sexy boys need to eat."