Cecil thought he had done fairly well at introducing himself, but then again he never had to do it before so he couldn’t compare this experience from the last. Maybe he came on as a little too forward, maybe he hadn’t done something he was supposed to do. Smiling lightly, he looked down at himself as he brushed his chest. “I guess so. I’ve never been called one before, but it is a bad thing to be”. Feeling confused over what he was supposed to be in this world he was briefly distracted by Ethan, trying to think as to where that left him in the mix. “I’m safe, I think. I don’t know what I did to cause such anger and violence, though”. He was left confused by all of this, all he had tried to do was make a situation better by leaving, but the man wouldn’t let him leave. While unable to understand why this woman had sought them out he didn’t mind too much when she appeared to be friendly. He hoped he was going to be forgiven for what happened in that town and ultimately he hoped they would forget he was there so that maybe he could pass through to his destination. He didn’t know where he was going but he knew there was a set path he must take. These people probably had a destination, but he couldn’t know for sure unless he asked them. It was probably rude to ask and maybe he should just be on his way after all of this; then again, it was probably rude to desert them after helping him too. If there was one thing Cecil was right now it was confused. He wanted to continue and be on his way, but he still should do something for these guys for not wanting him deactivated. He didn’t want to be deactivated, his counter told him he had been active for months now and to throw that all away made him scared. Everything about what happened made him nervous over his future, but maybe he’ll get over that and find people were alright elsewhere. For now he should probably fix his face up a bit better since his technology was awfully slow at self-repairs, plus he had little extra power spare he could use for just a little repair. Turning around for a moment he held his finger up to his face, a small hole opening up at the end before an electric current sparked out. Slowly moving the current across his damaged face the slashed skin was slowly being repaired, doing it just while Ethan was talking. Looking back when he realised Ethan was proposing they’d carry on he quickly stopped his work, staring at him for a moment before nodding. “Oh, yes. Away and safe. I have been going that way for a while now”, he spoke, turning around. “I don’t know what camp together is, though”. There was a lot he still didn’t understand about the world and was definitely a little freaked out now that he was with someone, but he was willing to stick around and wait for morning. When trying to find a place to rest it didn’t take them long and soon enough the woman had soon disappeared again and the pair with that animal thing were all ready to settle down. Silently observing everything they were doing he certainly felt confused, wondering what it was all about mainly. He had seen objects placed around like that at the odd time but not with people around so how they acted around this ritual confused him. Watching as they soon settled down he sat down with them, staring at the sky. It had been a pleasant day so he had plenty of energy in his reserves, but even then he didn’t know what to do when forced to pause like this. Staring at them for a short time he soon became concerned, wondering what those noises they were making were and why they looked very unconscious. After a little bit of investigating throughout the night he was just about to get his own tools out the pair was soon starting to wake up, his eyes going to the pair of them in brief confusion. It had been some hours that they were out: did they all do that when it got dark? How inconvenient, but nevermind. Slowly standing up he squeaked, but not vocally. Looking down he moved one of his legs, hearing it squeak with each movement. Come to think of it he had become oddly moisturised by something as the sun started rising again, like the environment around him had become coated in water. Frowning, he slowly sat down again, pulled out a dirty cloth from his jacket and started cleaning his leg and knee joint, removing the plate briefly to give it a good clean.