The entire process of changing batteries had taken hardly two minutes, and just like that Cecil was fixed. Or, at least, as fixed as Norman could make him in that brief window. From just a glance over he couldn't see anything inherently wrong with the Machina, albeit something certainly had caught his eye; Why did Cecil have a shard in him? What Machina ever had a shard in their body? It was something he had never seen before, and though he wracked his brain for explanations he couldn't feasibly come up with anything. Seeing Cecil spring right back up was promising though, and it would take but a few more moments to ensure nothing was damaged that might pose problems later on.

"Well... There's plenty of reasons your battery could have been bad," Norman said thoughtfully, squatting down slightly as he began to inspect Cecil's legs, "Faulty battery from the factory, wear and tear from excessive use, a sudden surge may have caused it to short out, or..." That crystal may be having some unknown effect on the battery as well, but how to know that? They still didn't know what in the world it was for, so there was no way of feasibly knowing if that was to blame or not. After inspecting the legs for any notable problems and finding none, Norman went on ahead and grabbed his scanner again, intending to use it simply to ensure that power was flowing adequately to the Machina's entire being.

"That battery should last a good long while, so long as its not damaged or you don't draw unnecessary power from it. Given that... Unless you end up in the far North where there's absolutely nothing, or the Anko-Li Desert, you should be fine. Honestly that model is out of date but it's still brand new, and still definitely an acceptable replacement." If he could get his hands on one of those rechargable batteries then he'd be in business, but those were extremely rare and closely held by some of the top companies, he'd really need to pull strings to get one. Having finished his inspection, Norman gave Cecil a clasp on the shoulder, smiling before focusing his attention down to Amuné. "Hm? Well he wasn't really sick persay... But as I said, he'll be fine so long as he doesn't strain himself. You don't have to worry little one, Cecil is going to be just fine."

Seeing Cecil was going to be fine was great, and hearing he should be fine for a while was even better. Maybe they hadn't gotten the top of the line battery or whatever it was they had needed, yet just getting help in general was nice enough. Smiling as Amuné's fears were quelled, Ethan looked to Norman and smiled as well, extending a hand and shaking the engineer's happily. "Thanks a bunch, honestly. You don't know how much we appreciate this," he said, "We were worried there for a second, when he started slowing down and everything. Can't tell you what a relief this is." It had been quick too, who'd have thought the problem could be solved so easily? With that taken care of now they could see to Amuné, hopefully get her wound patched up and finally get her some new clothes to boot. Moving to step out of the shop, Ethan blinked when his shirt was grabbed and he was stopped, glancing back at Norman curiously. "What is it...?" he asked, pausing before smacking his own forehead, "Oh, we forgot to pay! My mistake, what do we owe you?"

"Nothing, at least nothing in terms of money," Norman answered plainly, putting a hand up as he spoke, "However, I did you a favor, and I expect one in return. It won't be anything crazy I promise, just a little matter I need looking into." They didn't seriously think they would be getting that completely free of charge? He was happy to help, sure, but this was a business and he couldn't well give away product without anything in return. Moving over towards the door, the engineer leaned up against it and folded his arms in a casual manner. "It's simple really: a friend of mine hasn't been seen for a day or two, and I was hoping to find out about her. Only problem is someone's got to tend to the shop, and I get regular enough work that I can't look without losing business. So here's the deal; ask around, see if you can find out where she might have gone, that's all. She's a Dimuran woman, and her name is Nymira."

Hm, that didn't sound all too difficult really. It was easier than paying for the battery itself at any rate as Ethan was positive he didn't have the money for it, so this actually worked out in their favor. Plus that meant what little he did have left could go towards Amuné, which was all the better. "So you want us to look into Nymira? Sure, seems easy enough," Ethan responded with a smile, "We'll see what we can do and get you an answer by the end of the day! But uh... First we need to get Amuné some help, she needs a healer and some new clothes. After that though we'll get right on it!"

"Of course, do whatever you have to do. But don't take too long, goodness knows where she might be right now. Take too long and you may lose your chance at finding her." That would be problematic, he had to make certain that didn't happen. Norman of course realized the potential risks that these kids were taking by going on this job of his, but they were the only ones whom he thought capable of it, and at the very least they seemed to be traveled, so they should be able to handle themselves. "When and if you do find out about her, come back here and let me know. I suppose a description might help as well, incase you have to describe her..." 

Ethan nodded his head repeatedly as they were filled in, hanging on to every word that was shared with them. This was an easy job for them, with so many people in Galloway there had to be at least one soul who had noticed something. Waiting for Cecil to get up, the Magi went to the door and paused briefly to thank Norman again, taking to the street once more with the rest of the group. Now that they were away from Norman, Ethan took a second to let out a sigh, rubbing at his neck as he let out a small chuckle. "Welp, I guess we should have seen that coming. At least it's an easy favor though. You're good now though Cecil? I'm glad, we were worried there for a moment," he reflected, looking down to Amuné happily as he squatted down, "But first things first, let's get you patched up, some new clothes and some food. How's that sound?"