"Did he... did he jus' throw a nod at me?" Clif asked himself silently, though his lips moved, stupidly mouthing the sentence.
It was a conundrum. Assassins didn't nod at their victims. Or did they? Clif's inexperience with actual out-of-ship killing was rather limited, and he tried to consider the implications. He finally decided to take the cruiser by the horns.
He nodded back to the man following this long pause. It was all he could accomplish until he was perfectly sure. "Too bad I left my shiv in my... where did I leave my shiv?" He asked himself, again mouthing the words to his internal dialogue.