"It matters to me," Andrew told him. "Because you were seriously thinking about eating cat food, and it shouldn't have to come to that."
He cut himself off, because the brothers were only human, and he knew that. He knew they couldn't be everywhere at once, and to think otherwise wasn't fair. He just worried about Francis being alone when they were gone.
"Why don't you come stay with me?" he asked, because there was no reason for him not to ask. That way Francis could have food if he was hungry, and Andrew could look after him if he needed to.