That made Armaan raise his head and give Freddie his whole attention. "Wait- what?! No, you- You don't have to give me your dinner," he said, rising from the sofa and leaving the sandwich where it was. "Hey," he reached out to gently take Freddie's hips in his hands and spin his boyfriend around so they were facing each other. "I'm not eating your dinner. You ridiculous man. Or if I am, we're sharing it. Half the sandwich each, and then we can both have some toast." He would just order something for himself, but...well...money was now an issue. Apparently.