Ryo had backed up a lot when the guy said fresh meat. Images of high school flew through his head. And he felt nervous around this guy anyways. "It was for me and Saint." he manages to get out in a nervous voice. He glares at Jake. "That wasn't yours to eat." he says angrily. But he still was somehow not angry enough to fight over the chicken scampi. "I cooked that food for me and Saint. You had no right to eat it." he says in a soft and slightly afraid voice. He backs up a bit. "No...that really is Saint's snacks. And I didn't buy any touts...so please...will you just leave?" he asks timidly. His temper flares a bit more. He jerks the guys arms out of Saints stuff. "Thats Saints! Leave it alone!" he says. His temper there but the fear was still stronger. "Please...just get out." he says softly. Letting go of the guys arm. Backing up a bit. This guy was strong looking. He was a bit afraid he'd just signed his death warrent or something like that.