They're wandering the halls, and at some point Nux is running a hand over his shorn scalp, stopping and wondering if they'd already gone past this point. Hard to tell since everything looks so much the same - could argue that for the barren rock tunnels of the Citadel, but he'd spent most of his life there. Knew every little crag and scratch. This place... unfamiliar.

He whirls around to Glacius. Looks concerned.

"Ehh-- no. Just walkin' around. Lots of 'em coming from everywhere, seems like. Not just the Fury Road." And, well, there's a verbal confirmation that he doesn't know what he's doing.