The group traces Mage's steps to a museum in the city of Vanfort. Derrida is struck by memories of visiting this place with his father when he was a child, and the strong memory spurs a sudden leap back to himself ten years before...
We don't have time for small talk.
لا نملك وقتاً للأحاديث العادية
Keine Zeit für Smalltalk.
No hay tiempo para hablar.
No hay tiempo para hablar.
Non abbiamo tempo per le chiacchiere.
Não temos tempo para enrolar.
У нас нет времени на болтовню.