Cecil was nervous. He didn’t know why he was nervous, it wasn’t as if him getting damaged was a big deal except to their money. Maybe it was because of the fact he was probably going to have to fight bad people again and get scolded when he damaged them too much, or maybe it was the uncertainty he faced for his future once they had rescued Amuné. He was still feeling the same as he was since last night, he didn’t think the others deserved to have a burden like him that they couldn’t help like one of their own. He was worried he might get badly damaged one day and end up on his own because they couldn’t find the money to pay for his repairs. He had growing concerns that didn’t exist for the others but even now was being carried around when they were supposed to be concentrating on one person and finding them. He could only keep really quiet and to himself, he didn’t want to end up alerting anyone or making them annoyed because he still carried these thoughts with him.

Having Wyth run ahead barely felt like a big deal to him, he didn’t even think that the beast might had found the trail leading to Amuné. When the beast always acted aggressively towards him he was going to have very little care for it running off whether it was going to come back or not. Following after Ethan and the guard he kept back, frowning as the trail continued. Running along with short clangs echoing from his feet he stopped with a scratching noise, looking nonplussed when they had arrived at the source of noise. It seemed Wyth had found someone, but he didn’t give much reaction to that discovery himself. So they had found someone, that was good for them but it wasn’t up to him what happened next, he looked like a child compared to Ethan and the guard so he had no authority against the guy.

As usual the moorcat was being rather vicious and aggressive, he didn’t expect it to simply try and disable the man as opposed to being all vicious. When Ethan took over the situation he kept back, his eyes going to the guard a few times before he kept his attention elsewhere. He really didn’t like how the strange man was acting after being hurt, he recognised that’s how he left people after he attacked and even left them in much worse conditions to the point they couldn’t be recognised. It was just making him feel bad, knowing he could do more damage than that and yet the man was completely stressed out. He just wanted to leave and go back to the cart, he had no place being here.

Finally the man had revealed where Amune was and not a moment too soon as Cecil was already uncomfortable to the point where he wanted to leave. Frowning, he looked down for a moment before gasping as he didn’t realise Nymira had found her way over to them so soon. So they had extra help again, that was probably pretty good as well since it meant less damage he would need to do if they needed to fight. Disregarding the injured man altogether he waited until the others were finished with their discussions before they could move on. Looking back to Ethan when he smiled at him he simply stared back, not knowing exactly what he was wanting from him until he finally decided to reveal it. Looking off elsewhere when he did he sighed lightly, not particularly wanting to look to the past even on request. “I, uhh…I can do that again…” he muttered, not knowing how he was supposed to do it but he would do what he was told to do regardless.

If they were going to have to attack then he would probably not be allowed to stand back and wait until he was supposed to electrocute the men, however they were going to do that. He really didn’t know how that would happen but if Ethan wanted him to do it then he had to find a way. Staring at the door he felt he could just bash their way in, that’s what he was good at, but they all seemed to have a different idea on how they might accomplish that. He didn’t really know how evil men thought, maybe it was dangerous to go through the door by breaking it open. Looking around for a moment he gasped when he was suddenly grabbed by Nymira, startling him pretty bad which ended in him being taken away from the others. Dragged away like someone’s luggage he looked down at first before up once she stopped, feeling a little confused at first at what she was expecting from him. “Uhh, I can…but won’t I get attacked first? Who is coming with me?” he asked her quickly, looking up again, “Or uhh, rather who can get up there with me? Ethan’s followed me before, but it made him tired trying to. I really don’t like the thought of having all of the people in there attacking me all at once…”

When Ethan decided to volunteer to go with him Cecil felt mildly confused at first before frowning, his eyes going to the building again. If Ethan was going to help him then he really hoped he was not going to get hurt because he couldn't protect him. Sighing, he soon nodded. "Okay...I guess...if you'll be alright..." Watching Ethan walk off into an alley he followed after, looking up at the building the entire time. Hopefully he didn't make too much noise getting up there. Frowning, he looked back to Ethan who wanted to take the easy way up, his eyes going back to see if he was being watched before back to Ethan. "Uhh sure. Sure..." Making a brief dash towards the back the moment Cecil was in a good enough hidden spot he immediately sprung up, getting to about half way but somehow managed to cling to the flat wall of the building using just his fingertips before vaulting up onto the rooftop. It was a lot quieter to go up in parts instead of one big jump, but now it was time to see if Ethan could follow up the way he wanted to as well.