The way Clu jerked back definitely didn't seem entirely voluntary. Nihlus peers at him after stepping back out of reach, putting on a little startled expression for a good measure.

Interesting.

"I've heard the Terran idiom 'let's dance' in regards to fighting, but-" Insert a shrug here, awkward and halting. "I get the impression that might we have somewhat different experiences with hand-to-hand sparring, here. I'm sorry if I, ah, startled you?"

Not really, but the Spectre is awful good at sounding sincere.

Mandible quirking in an apologetic smile, he adds, "I wouldn't say no to a dance though."