Cecil had a fair good feeling he was going to finally have a chance to find out more about himself if he went that way, maybe discover why people hated his kind once they knew who he was. Finding the oil was great and all, but he would still need to find out more along the way. Did they need oil too? Did they worry about getting sore in the same way too? He had so many questions but it felt he was going to be rude if he just straight up asked. “To the cities…lots of machines? Vehicles…huh…” he spoke before he started to giggle, rubbing his hands together, “Maybe…maybe I’ll find more like me! I want to know what I am…you know what that means? Do you know what that means to me?”

Cecil was certainly very excited now and eager to get going along the road, even if the very start of his journey was getting oil. This guy was heading to the cities and he was allowed to follow despite the boy knowing what he was. It felt like a big weight had been taken off his chest, even if his chest consisted of nothing more than gears and wires. There was an odd feeling building up inside him after that realisation, one that meant he was possibly feeling new emotions. Was this anxiety? Maybe, he certainly did feel shaky with an odd emptiness inside him as if filled with air. He somehow knew the words to these emotions he managed to pick up once they first happened, but he didn’t know how to explain that even to himself.

Turning around briefly once it seemed they were going to be on their journey he turned around again when he realised Ethan was questioning his proposals. Staring at him for a moment he soon smiled, feeling a little nervous. “Really? But…how does ‘knocking them out’ work better than destroying? If they’re out then they’ll come back in and come after us, right?” he asked before shrugging, “Probably doesn’t matter! Right? To get away…that sounds logical. To run really fast again, right?” Even if he didn’t understand he wasn’t going to do anything that might meet the disapproval of others.

Now that everything seemed to make much more sense, things could finally start moving. He could find out what he is and see why the city was so appealing to him and why he felt compelled to go in that direction. “Half a day? Beyond a river…I hope there’s a way to cross…” he muttered, thinking it through before gasping, suddenly being alerted to the strange noise that was coming to the girl. Turning towards her, he tilted his head before letting out a groan, pressing his fingers against his head as if trying to plug his ears. “Why is that a noise? It’s awful! I don’t like it…” He just wanted to continue but this girl was making a noise as if alerting others to their presence. He really wanted to get going on his journey, but that was just holding him back. Frowning, he moved towards Ethan and the animal, holding up a finger which changed shape, looking like the end of a blowtorch which soon sparked to life into a small flame powered by some sort of fuel. “I can fix leaks if that’s the cause for concern”.