What, other than being a paranoid murdering psychopath? [ There's a sharpness to Ned's words, an anger that clearly isn't meant for Jesse. He realizes a second later how snappish he must have sounded, bites his lip regretfully ]

Sorry. That wasn't called for. [Ned runs a hand through his hair and sighs heavily. Yeah, clearly he's coping perfectly. ] He got it into his head that Laura and I were trying to take control of the food. Or... steal the food, or something like that. I don't remember, it all happened so fast. He pretty much walked up and started shooting.