Pete once again jerked his thumb to the pod. He then rather less subtly mimed hitting someone over the head with a blunt weapon, dragging a body away from somewhere, and messily performing invasive surgery on it. Unfortunately, Pete's charades skills were phenomenally rusty, so that last action ended up looking rather more like a one-man do-si-do from a seated position than whatever it was Pete was trying to pantomime. Settling down, Pete looked at Jack and waggled his eyebrows meaningfully. How exactly a rubber mask could convey waggling eyebrows was a mystery for the ages that even Pete would have difficulty explaining.