"Woah, easy there, Hoss!" Joel admonished Eggman, moving his hand. "I didn't realize you were THAT hungry, even though I should have guessed it to look at you. I don't need you bitin' at my arm. Dealt with enough of that in my life time."

He picked a sandwich up from the table and kind of casually lobbed it at Eggman's face, under armed. "Here. Ketch. Don't starve on my account."

It's a ham sandwich. An Evil Ham sandwich.