"Thank you," Amar said gratefully, "I don't feel like eating right now. though." She said in a gentle yet firm way. She thought the act was kind, but with all the emotions she was feeling such as pain, loneliness, and fear she had lost her appetite such much so that she felt like she could gag if food touched her lips like the feeling someone who has a fever gets... Which she now had after being given so much medicine on an empty stomach. "Maybe I could eat it later." She said even though she knew she wouldn't. Her head was completely immune to the pain in her stomach that begged for food to the point that she would die from starvation before she would realize that she was hungry. Amar became concerned that she had denied the food knowing that Ashton cared about her, and, Amar, being the last purebred unicorn alive, couldn't die. Ashton knew that Amar needed her strength to heal and would do anything it took to make her eat. Perhaps even something Markus would suggest such as tube feeding against her will along with many other cruel ways for her own good. Amar shivered at the thought, it might even be painful because she would have to stay awoke to eat. She remained silent, as she nervously waited for Ashton's response.