"Will it help if I massage the leg, then? You need to relax and try and eat a little."

Even if he was sick later, he couldn't go without eating and if he'd been in this state for awhile, he was already far behind. I couldn't help but wonder why he would keep doing these things to himself, but then, I had my own addictions, didn't I? Who would help when my own need drove me to distraction?