Cecil really didn’t like the idea of stopping in their search, he just wanted to keep going and get this all over with. He didn’t understand their needs and desires to have a break and was simply seeing it as another way for him to become worried that he might get caught and dismantled. “What? But…a hundred percent? Why are you wanting to overheat your bodies by operating at too high a percentage? You should be running at eighty percent at most…” He really didn’t understand what was going on or why they were doing all this waiting around, especially his use of terms. If it was him he would just move on and try to find this person as quickly as possible before anything bad happened to them, but this waiting around would mean they would be waiting around for some hours for them to get ready and the person would probably be dead by then.

Feeling all sorts of concerned, heading into the inn only made Cecil even more concerned when he had barely been inside; in fact, the first time he was inside a building was just when he was getting his battery replaced. He had avoided going inside for the longest time simply because he didn’t feel like he was one of the normal people quite yet. It made him slightly nervous to be in a place that was so enclosed and had people in it, but he was still trying to settle in for their sake. Feeling fairly worried over what could possibly be the biggest challenge for him yet, he kept back and observed how Ethan interacted and what was happening with Amuné. It was an interaction he really couldn’t see himself ever deciding upon to be good for him, especially the bath thing.

This was all so odd to him, especially for his second night with people that knew what he was. If this was common for them to take so many breaks within a day then he was going to be wondering if he’ll ever get to his destination. He still hadn’t figured out what his destination was and what might happen, but he would know once he got there and would know what to do. Looking down at himself he figured he could do with a wash as well, but all that talk about water and possibly short-circuiting made him particularly nervous about that now. He was generally pretty okay when he washed himself with very shallow water, it was rain that made him feel nervous because of the panic it gave him whenever it fell from the sky. Maybe he should try and loosen his joints some more, but not too much for his joints to fall off. He still wanted his limbs, but his lack of oil made it particularly difficult for him to be comfortable.