Cecil was finding it hard to be calm over trying to find someone, even if he had never met them before or even knew what they looked like. It was an entirely new experience for him and everything was made harder with the worry that they may never find this person, meaning he would be unable to complete a task assigned to him. Maybe that was where his worry came from, but he could never be too sure as everything that was riding on this was to do with his battery and being unable to repay it. It must’ve been easy for the other two to overlook because it wasn’t their lives that were on the line, just his and the desire to keep the battery. Ethan and Amuné sure had it easy with their organic bodies, only needing to consume fuel to feel better after using so much energy.

With Ethan trying to reassure him everything was going to be okay, Cecil still felt lost to what he was supposed to do about this woman. Sure he felt better that they would actively participate, but if this side-tracking meant possible death. Giving his chest a rub he looked down momentarily before to Ethan again, sighing lightly. “How much does someone’s life cost compared to mine? Is it really that cheap?” A day or two of work didn’t sound like much to him at all, especially if they lost someone only to be replaced by a few jobs. It sounded like someone’s existence didn’t come with that many worries, but maybe he was just looking at it incorrectly.

With Amuné getting all sorted as well, Cecil still had a pretty big question on his mind regarding the existence of himself and how much that guy actually knew. The man certainly seemed to know a great deal which should’ve concerned him, but not until he was actually asked about it. Giving Ethan an idea of what he wanted to know he stared at him as he once again gave a fairly positive outlook, even if there was some doubt expressed within. If that man could give him an idea of his purpose then maybe he could stop searching so hard for it, giving them all a way to relax and finally unwind. Finding it all a little difficult to schedule in his mind Amuné decided to express interest in what he was saying, only coming out with something that sounded a little like she was trying to suggest something else. “You want me to…go back?” he asked, looking away, “You want me to leave to where they wanted to deactivate me? I can’t go back there, I’ve been travelling for months to get away from there…”