She blinks rapidly her eyebrows go up into her hair, oh now that wasn't good. Her fingers itched to hook him up to an iv stat. "But.. yer body ends to.. run on something for energy laddie. " She murmurs gently in reply. What was it which intellectual persons thinking they could just go on by mere force of will. Or being forgetful.


Sherlock didn't like to eat a lot if at all during cases. But he'd been getting better at least snacking where she and the others had food about. "Prehaps.. Er if I could get you something you wouldn't have to put in your mouth?" She asks that cage was likely an issue as well obviously. Hard to put things through bars and enjoy it.
"But still gives you energy?" It wasn't a permanent solution but it could help solve two problems at once.