The adrenaline was starting to kick in. Jack was no longer afraid, simply enraged. If she wanted food then she was going to have to work for it. Then he remembered his backpack. He had beef jerky in there. Maybe that would end this stupid fight. He held out one hand. "Wait a minute." He said. He opened his backpack and pulled out the beef jerky. He pointed at it and said, "Food. Kree want?"