Cecil didn’t know if he was actually going to be functioning as well as he did before with this repair and was a little worried that he was going to be weaker because of his actions, but as he recalled he didn’t regret his action that ended with him being nearly destroyed completely. It wasn’t some sort of duty that was holding him responsible for his actions, he just wanted to help and his existence mattered less than organic lifeforms. He didn’t want to make anyone worried, but it wasn’t as if they knew him all that long or even enough to consider him as important as somebody who had been living a relatively long life until now. He didn’t even know how much longer he had left or whether he was going to be able to continue to exist forever. Nobody really gave him any answers to these things and it made him feel pretty upset that he couldn’t find them anywhere. Nobody seemed to know enough about Machina like him to give him an answer, even Norman wouldn’t talk to him about anything because he didn’t seem to know anything at all.

Keeping fairly quiet, Cecil simply let Norman continue with his work until it was finally completed, looking to him when he looked over his shell. Everything seemed to be in order by the looks of his expression, but he could never be too certain if he was just keeping things neutral as to not make him worried if something went wrong. Luckily for him it didn’t appear as if anything was wrong as Norman finally gave him the good to go, his eyes looking down at himself before he slowly moved his arms around to see to pushing himself up. He felt as if he hadn’t moved in forever, not to mention everything felt stiffer than normal but he just put that down to not being used to his new parts. Making a glance at Amuné he soon looked away again, looking to his hand as he flexed his fingers slowly.

“My energy reserves? I guess I could do with a recharge…I mean, I used a lot of energy since getting the battery”, he spoke, frowning as he twisted his wrists around, “I can’t check its percentage at all, probably because everything isn’t loaded yet after being shut down”, he spoke before sighing heavily, shaking his head, “I don’t want to run out of battery again! I want to be able to use my abilities, but if I keep having to be recharged then I shouldn’t use them! All these dangerous fights are going to get me all depleted in no time. Why do I have such a design flaw when normal organic people can just shut themselves down for a bit and get up all fine again and energised! I don’t understand my creators…they’re horrible if they think that was an acceptable flaw…”

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“Tch, you can’t compare Vazra to people with actual experience…” Kensen muttered, shaking his head before he frowned at Gage. He wasn’t right at all, especially when it was an eight to one ratio between the clans. He just didn’t understand how any of it worked, what with his more or less civilised and modern upbringing. “All I did to get strong was manage to nearly die near Mutebo and that’s it. Being with the clan wasn’t going to give me strength when all they did was use me because I could use two elements and exhaust me”. He wasn’t going to let that one go, but neither was the Princess who was still probably itching to try and convince him to go back. She wasn’t at all concerned with how he felt about it all, she just felt pride for her clan even though she was really weak thinking about them all the time and what they wanted. They probably didn’t even want her to learn how to be a proper Magi, what with how little she knew about fire magic.

“Hm? Taliya? You kind of underestimate her if you don’t think she cares for others and the state they’re going to get themselves into if they don’t look after themselves”, he spoke quickly, waving his hand a little, “I mean, after what she did for me you make it sound as if she’d never bother helping anyone in need, even if these two got into their own problems by not training by themselves. It’s like they don’t even care about the fact that they can use magic while not everyone could”. Maybe it was a pride thing with Nymira but Ethan had no reason not to use magic and try to train it, especially when Cedric had apparently encouraged him to use it. It was almost as if Ethan didn’t even know what wind magic consisted of other than blowing things around and making him jump high. It was a little frustrating, especially when wind magic was his primary magic over fire. He would never be able to go as fast as he could fly if it wasn’t for wind magic and yet Ethan could barely manage to fight wind against wind when it should’ve been easy. When Gage came to the conclusion that he would be the one teaching them he let out a groan. “Hooray for me. Maybe I can just find some way to challenge them over acting like a babysitter…”

Upon arriving in Mutebo Kensen felt somewhat relieved but also a little anxious that he was going to end up being confronted by some of the locals. Even if he did the place a service he was still seen as pretty suspicious and strange, his wings and long tail standing out fairly well in a crowd. There was also the whole hiding half his face away with his goggles, especially when only a few people like Taliya and Gage had actually seen his eyes. They said the eyes were the window to the soul but with him always having them hidden there was a natural suspicion, but then again if they did see his eyes they would probably send more questions his way which would just make him self-conscious. He just wanted to get back to the headquarters as fast as he was allowed and yet Nymira and Ethan continued to doddle along like there was no urgency. “C’mon keep moving!” he called to them, glancing over his shoulder, “The faster you move the faster you can get treatment!”