"Your confusion is understandable, but I was inquiring, not as to nationality, but as to language, " said the man with the assault rifle. "I’ll endeavor to make my questions less ambiguous in future." He was speaking with some sort of British accent. He squatted down next to Ivanov’s corpse and began slapping it all over. "This the dude who cuffed you?" he asked, switching seamlessly to Ebonics.