Eh? Oh -- no, that wasn't what I was going to say. No doubt if you were to collapse from dehydration or starvation, someone would carry you to the medbay, yes? I'd be more concerned about that if you worked somewhere isolated, but it's not too much of a worry here, I think.

[ he puts his fork down on his place and hums in thought before speaking slowly. ]

I think it's more likely that you'd just stop -- being you.

[ another pause as he tries to work through his thoughts and put them into words. ]

-- you'd become just a machine that churns out work, not a person, if you kept at it in that way. Which would be quite sad, to see 'Mister Edgeworth' be replaced by an automaton.