Rolling his eyes at Jennifer's comments, Nate adopted a high pitched tone and used his hand to mimic her. "Oh, gee. Thanks for saving my life yet again, Nate." said the JJ hand. "You're so cool and handsome and good at drums."
"Think nothing of it." he said, using his other hand to represent himself with a much deeper tone than he normally spoke in.
The JJ hand continued "No, really. I'd be dead several times over if it wasn't for you. You're a much better human being than I am."
"Well that [i]is[/i] true." conceded the Nate hand. "You really are awful, aren't you?"
He turned away from her then and headed back towards the mouth of the mineshaft but continued his conversation with his hands.
"Oh you have no idea." the JJ hand said with a weary tone. "Next time, you should just leave me to die at the hands of whatever crooked cops or grieving fathers or mob goons or evil business partners or shadowy organisations or angry rednecks or giant mine rats want to kill me."
"Maybe I will Jennifer. Maybe I will."

He continued to mumble some more under his breath but it was completely incomprehensible. He stopped his little puppet show when Eric ran in and passed on Eli's message. "Keep an eye on the princess over there." he told Eric, throwing a thumb over his shoulder. It was only then that he realised Christi hadn't followed them into the mine. "Damn it, girl." he said in a whispered complaint as he stopped just out of site at the entrance to the mine, waiting to provide backup if shit went sideways.