Cecil thought he had done good, even if he threw Ethan up like that to try and keep him out of danger. It was important that he didn’t get hit by that, even if he didn’t fully know what it was. All he knew was he had that function and if he didn’t do it he would be endangering Ethan; however, the whole process and how much he had to discharge really took a lot out of him. He didn’t know how to control it yet, he hadn’t needed to do it before. Carrying Ethan away as he made a quick look back he nodded in acceptance of Ethan’s appreciation. “I didn’t want to because-…because he is not the source of the problem”.

He recognised the man was following someone else’s orders by how he spoke and acted, knowing he was probably not the man who decided to do this hunt. Running as fast as he was able to manage at this particular time he was soon catching up with Wyth and Amuné, not even having the desire to look back just in-case the man was coming right for them. He didn’t know where exactly they were running to and even though he could probably check his databases for the map he really didn’t have the concentration. The attack had taken a lot of his energy and he had been running on economical for a while, making this running business pull his energy into dangerous levels.

Struggling internally to keep this up he continued on after Amuné and Wyth, he kept on a brave face as she told Ethan off for his stunt which not only cost them the food they were going to have but also nearly got him killed. Looking back momentarily to see how far they were now he saw they were a fair distance away from the bridge, hopefully far enough away from that man to keep him off their trail; but then again, he would probably recover soon and figure they were going to the next town as well. “We should find somewhere to go, or that town quickly”, he spoke, his eyes focusing on the path ahead, “I don’t know how l-long he’ll be stunned…I-I also d-don’t know…how much energy I’ve g-got left. I-I need fuel…I need s-somewhere to stop…”