"Something similar, yeah," he nods. "Government all right. Not that particular department. But I don't suppose they'd be that different if they came to the same conclusions."

He nods in the general direction of his aforementioned smoke shop when he sees that cigar store wooden statue of a bear in the narrow front window.

"Department H. They weren't tryna make heroes. They were tryna make weapons," he shrugs. "Maybe that's the same thing."

Despite his clipped manner the smell of toasted tobacco seems to put a smile on his face.