His mouth twitches. Honestly, her stomach growling reminds him that he hadn't been fed since getting into FBI custody. At the Institute, anything he needed, he could go down to the kitchen and beg some. Here... he doesn't even know where the kitchen might be. How do you cook on a starship? Is that what he's on? The starfield suggests it, but maybe he shouldn't jump to conclusions. He's still not sure he hasn't been kidnapped by Skrulls.

"I ain't a thief." He snaps out. He's many things, but he's not a thief. That's one line that he never crossed. that doesn't mean he's not going to use her to his advantage.

"Gloves first." Yes, he's making demands, but it's important. More important than food, anyway.