Jake shakes his head. "Missing the point. My Earth's history ain't the same as yours. Can't just assume somethin' about either of ours based on what happened in the other. You're probably right this time, but that won't be the case every time. Why's it matter, anyway?"

Too bad about the food. Jake doesn't have much other hospitality to offer, not this time of year, when the snow's covered most of the plants he could normally forage for. And that's assuming he could even identify what he's looking at. "Well, you're welcome to enjoy the fire, if you want. Don't got any fruit or anything on me. How do you normally get enough to eat, in this kinda weather?" Big guy like his visitor must need to eat a lot to keep that bulk fueled.