"Definitely something to eat." He corrects, the doctor flashing to the fore for a moment. He manages to soften the edges of the order with a crooked, sunny smile. "Doctor's orders, after all." He knows it is a problem, this inability to switch off, but if he hasn't figured out how by now, he doesn't suppose he ever will. He does manage to not comment on the cigarette, which is enough of an accomplishment for him.