It didn't seem like a big deal that Cecil was Machina, at least not to Ethan. There were all sorts of people in this world, Cecil just happened to be one of those; what or whoever the other boy might be didn't make him bad, and he wasn't about to raise a fuss simply because it was something unusual or different. Anyways Ethan was a bit more focused on other matters currently, in particular getting some food in their stomachs and figuring out their route. Having completely forgotten that Amuné and Wyth had caught a rabbit earlier he offered out some strips of dried meat, smiling bashfully when she pointed out they had a fresh meal. Seeing as those two were particularly hungry, and Cecil didn't eat, he opted to let them enjoy the fresh meat and popped a strip into his mouth instead. Again he was distracted from the map, this time when he noticed Cecil oiling his leg. It must be a troublesome thing to do, oiling yourself like that; it wasn't as though you could realistically always have oil handy, as Cecil was quick to bring up. "Well next town we can see if they've got any, my treat," Ethan offered, smiling as he laid out the map, "Since I won't be buying you food it's the least I can do." That was of course provided he had any money left by then, he may end up having to work some more odd jobs.

Now then, maybe he could focus on trying to figure out where they were. Upon opening the map Ethan knew rather quickly this was going to be futile, he wasn't even sure of their current location. Aside from Kinsgrove and the surrounding county he couldn't name much of anything on the map, even though it was already marked itself; not knowing the name of the settlement they'd just been in either made things even more difficult. Amuné of all people was the one to point out what had him baffled, making the Muran boy flush slightly in embarrassment. That's right, east was the same as right wasn't it? He should have remembered that, he'd been taught that years ago and he supposed it just never stuck. His destination, ideally, would be one of the larger towns or cities, somewhere he might be able to gather information on the man he was looking for. He wasn't sure where the others would be heading, but he was more than happy to travel with them if they wanted to.

"Yeah it can, though I guess it helps if you know how to read it," Ethan admitted with a laugh, smiling as he rolled the map up again and tucked it away. Spotting his coat beside his back he looked at Amuné for a moment, offering it back over hopefully. "Here, I've got my shirt, I don't need this too right now. Why don't you wear it until we can get you some fresh clothes?" It ought to be easier to find some clothing for a young girl than it would be oil. From what he had seen on the map the next town wasn't all that far off, and maybe they could reach it within the day if they made good time. Straightening out his clothing he went over and snuffed out the remains of the fire after making sure Amuné and Wyth both got the rest of the rabbit, burying the cinders before wiping his hands down on the damp grass. 

"So I was thinking it might be best to avoid the major roads for now, especially if those guys in suits come looking for you again Cecil. But if we go too far away then we might lose track of where we are, so here's what I'm planning," Ethan began, looking at the others as he pointed to himself, "I'll keep near the road just so we know where we're going, and you three can keep to the trees so no one sees you. If someone spots me I can get away, so it works out for the best that way." Magic, at least in his case, was ideal for escaping. So long as he could manage to get off the spell he could dart away with the wind, and with luck throw off whoever he ran into, thus keeping the others safe. If it was just more suits then they shouldn't be all that difficult to handle, as it hadn't seemed like they were capable of casting magic. "Any complaints? If not then we can get moving now, provided you're all ready."