Scorpius gave him an odd look. "How else would I eat chips? With a fork and knife? That sounds awkward." He couldn't imagine it. "I remember being little, with a plate full of chips. We weren't home." He frowned, trying to dig further into the memory, then shook his head. "I don't know where we were at the time. I was very small."
But he hadn't missed what Dad had said, either. "You haven't been hungry? Are you all right? Lack of an appetite could be a symptom of illness, Dad."