"The food?" He frowns, then nods. "I did eat at the picnic. How cruel..." And yet, he still feels uneasy.

Though, Emet-Selch's words soothe him somewhat. He presses a kiss to his neck, sighing a little at himself. "I know you speak true, and yet my heart still feels troubled... would you stay with me until this passes? I could not bear the thought you of out there, speaking with others while I am like this..."