[Ezra had been watching all of this the whole time, searching for any sign at all that his father needs help from him. Qui-Gon's wince of pain is subtle, but not enough to escape the eye of a concerned boy who's been living with him for half his life. Quickly leaning in, Ezra wraps his own hands around the cup - not to take it away from Qui-Gon, but to help him hold it, or to be ready to take it if Qui-Gon tries to give it back. Either way, concern practically vibrates through his whole frame as he helps to guide the cup to his father's lips. He tries to soften it with weak humor, but it's there nonetheless.]
Doesn't mean I haven't been eating. Since when have you known me to skip on food? When it's available, I mean.
[Because when food's been in short supply, they both had a bad habit of trying to make sure the other got fed at their own expense.]
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Date: 2017-09-18 01:44 am (UTC)Doesn't mean I haven't been eating. Since when have you known me to skip on food? When it's available, I mean.
[Because when food's been in short supply, they both had a bad habit of trying to make sure the other got fed at their own expense.]
Here. Let me help you with that.