"No, no he does not." Mal isn't glaring at the Mabari- he ain't mad but he is disappointed. "I fed you. You know I fed you. I fed you 'fore we ever got here. You can't still be hungry you little walk'n void with teeth."

And yet it's all said with a measure of affection, Malcolm reaching down to scrub at Jayne's ears. "He's a war dog. All's fair in love and war. Or food and war, 'far as Jayne is concerned."