The razor goes back into its place, and its owner goes out into the fresh air and thoughtfully lights a cigarette.
"And who is forging weapons at my base?" - Ghenza tries to focus his memory, then emits a bluish cloud.
"Mufigur, Mufigur..." - such a familiar city, which he has never really been to, only wandered back and forth like a monkey from the base and back. And yet, something scratched at the corner of his consciousness, something he knew about this city, something he seemed to have forgotten, and had not been able to remember for a long time.
Lost in thought, he takes out a second cigarette, puts it in his mouth, and is about to light it when the realization hits him.
- Damn... - pacing back and forth restlessly, he glances towards the station, then wanders around a bit more, finally puts away the unlit cigarette, and turns his feet towards "Guru".