[He flicks the light on and exposes the inside of the workshop. On one wall there's a cluster of workbenches filled with various odds and ends, on the other is the forge with its giant furnace and metalworking stations. There's tools and forging material everywhere. It's dirty and smells like grease and charcoal. And man, it reminds Raph a lot of home.]
Ah, I dunno. All sorts of messed up crud.
[He walks over to an empty bench and brushes his fingers over it.]
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Ah, I dunno. All sorts of messed up crud.
[He walks over to an empty bench and brushes his fingers over it.]
Wow. My bench's still here.