[color=D6CC88]Zander talked slowly, like he was having to think about what he said when he replied to the girl's question.  And then he apologized, though she wasn't sure why.  She made a noncommital noise in reply.  But he seemed genuinely concerned about Cecil -- that or nosy.  She wasn't quite sure.  "What's a Seal Paper?" Amuné asked, her curiosity overcoming her wariness.  If this man was a healer it must be something related to his profession, but she'd never heard her mommy mention them.  Besides, she could tell Zander was making Cecil uncomfortable, probably because the healer was asking to do things that might give Cecil away as a Machina.

When the Aube Doré came into view, Amuné's hand tightened on Cecil's.  Bandits were bad people, stealing and sometimes hurting those they stole from.  The child didn't really want to be anywhere near them, but neither would she have been willing to stay behind.  She didn't know anything about fighting, so she couldn't be much help.  "I can send Wyth with you three," she offered hesitantly.  She was worried, though.  She didn't want any of her friends getting hurt.  "I don't think the merchant will be happy if we burn his ship, Cecil," she added.  "Though it certainly would make the bad guys leave."[/color]