[ He takes the egg with some care, tucks it carefully into some pocket out of sight. He'll remove it later, when he's thought of a better place to leave this thing. The food, though... he holds out a hand again, this time palm towards the boy (and the pie). That, he doesn't want. Especially now that it's been so rudely grabbed.

It does occur to him, though, with TVs and eggs being examined so thoroughly, that he might not realize it's meant to be eaten. So the stopping hand turns into a point, from the pie, towards his own mouth, and then finally to Nux. ]