It had cost him almost all his remaining money, but Ethan had been more than happy to pay for Amuné's clothing. She needed those more than he did anything else, and he'd not dream of spending it on anything less. Hopefully what they got was enough, he knew he'd not given the maid much and had worried about the quality of what they might get. After accepting the package from the maid, he presented it to his young companion cheerfully with a smile, hoping she'd accept it. "Yeah, I did! I figured you needed some, so-" he began, stopping when Amuné hugged him. Glancing down at the young Ydran girl warmly he nodded his head, giving her a small, one armed hug before watching her race off to get changed. Good, she should be in much higher spirits from now on, that would be nice. In the grand scheme of things too it had only cost him pocket change, well worth the purchase.

While Amuné changed, it seemed like Cecil needed some help at well. The poor Machina was stressing over trying to find Nymira, making it out like she might die if they took half an hour too long. She very well could, that wasn't a thought that hadn't crossed Ethan's mind yet, but he knew they had to be ready to start too. A rescuer was no good if they couldn't save themselves as well, he'd had a guard tell him that before, back in Kinsgrove. If you went into a rescue weak or unprepared then it might just mean two casualties, instead of one person saved. Not knowing what kind of position Nymira might be in it was best they be ready for anything, and to do that they had to be fed and fired up. "We'll find her, don't you worry. And if we do have to pay then I'll handle it," Ethan replied, waving his hand dismissively with a smile, "You needed that, you shouldn't have to pay for it, that's not right. I can just pick up a few quick jobs around Galloway, and pay it off in a day or two. So don't even worry about that, it's taken care of!"

At last the doors to the changing room swung open, and Ethan looked over with a gleam of excitement in his eyes, hoping Amuné liked her new gift. Judging by the beaming smile on her face one would think so, nearly skipping as she raced out to them. "Awesome! I'm so glad they fit you!" he laughed, watching as the Ydran girl twirled about. That should make traveling for her a little more pleasant, though maybe they should have gotten new shoes as well? One way or another he'd probably have to pick up some money here, they could always buy her a fresh pair before they left. With Amuné taken care of for the moment, Cecil's needs crept back into the forefront of Ethan's mind. They hadn't gotten their Machina friend everything he needed still, and he didn't want their friend thinking he was being neglected. When asked about it, Cecil had asked about a fairly heavy and deep question; essentially, Cecil wanted to find out why he was here. It was a hard one to answer for anybody, though Machina, unlike humans seemed to be generally built for one purpose and one purpose alone, so maybe it wouldn't be that difficult.

"We can ask Norman when we see him later, after we get Nymira," Ethan declared confidently, smirking as he spoke, "Maybe he can't give us the answer, but he can point us in the right direction, at the very least. And from there, uh... Well we go wherever he tells us!" Hopefully that somehow aligned with where he wanted to go, and where Amuné was looking to go. They had an awful lot of traveling to do between the three of them, and they could well end up traveling all over Adelon before they were done. It was a bit more than he had planned to do on the onset of this journey, but if they were willing to stick with him for his journey then he'd do the same for them. Now that they were all cleaned up and dressed, there was only one thing left to do before they got to work: have lunch!

"Oh boy, I can't wait to get something to eat...!" Ethan declared excitably, rubbing his hands together at the table. The barkeeper had come by already and looked into what they wanted, not that there was a huge selection. Some steaks of various cuts of meats, soups, plenty of baked goods, essentially everything that Galloway might be able to provide for itself. Given that this was partially a farming and commercial center, unlike their last town, he was optimistic they wouldn't get tasteless or stale food this time around. His stomach grumbled excitably at that thought, his mouth salivating as he pictured a heaping bowl of fresh, delicious stew before him. "Hehe... So, think we should start asking around now? Or... After we eat?" he asked curiously, glancing between Cecil and Amuné before flashing a small smile, "Because... Er... I really don't want to get thrown out before we eat."