No, that in itself is not... ["offensive. What offends my sense of aesthetics is that I can't prepare them for you, and moreso that it forces you to carry out my duties. I am indifferent to your consuming meals served by others per se, although I would prefer to be notified of such a thing in advance in order to plan our schedules accordingly".
Yeah, no, Sebastian's thought process isn't quite that coherent, but that's about the gist of what he wanted to relay. He kind of just trails off, though. After a few moments, he turns weakly to cough into his handkerchief again.]
...No, not all of that. You must-- you must eat real food. [No. Yes. He's kinda getting it but not really?]
I will... [something] There are recipes. ["In the kitchen, please use one of those. Eat actual nutritious food."]