A nod. He assumes the talking won't be very verbal, or else Pratt wouldn't be worked up.

Nobunaga spreads his hands with a shrug. "I know that, you know that, I don't think they care that it's helping him. I think they're trying to find a way out and just blowing up." He glances up at the ceiling. Except... "Or... they were being assassinated in which case..." he spreads his hands with a shrug. "I probably should have paid more attention rather than assuming it was just people reacting idiotically to the information sharing." Crichton obviously didn't blow himself up, after all.