Cecil felt so confused, he thought he was getting on well with these people but one of them seemed quite happy to suggest him going back in the opposite direction of their ventures and submit himself to those people. He didn’t know why he was subjected to this, but she quickly tried to change what she was trying to tell him while also playing a little dumb to what happened to him yesterday. He thought it was pretty clear that those people wanted to send him back to be deactivated, but maybe it didn’t really mean much that it happened because he was a Machina. He found out yesterday that people cared very little about Machina and were happy to abuse him. Ethan not giving him an answer didn’t really help either. Feeling like he had done wrong by asking such questions he moved back a little, looking off elsewhere as if ashamed to be subjected to such thoughts.

When their food arrived it was a case of Cecil remaining out of the way while they gorged themselves on organic material, making noises much to his displeasure. He didn’t understand the concept of food very well when to him it was just shoving stuff down your throat and processing it into ash, but whether they got something more out of it he couldn’t tell. He didn’t know if they were enjoying the process and why it was apparently enjoyable to them, confusing him as to why they found it enjoyable. There was so much about these people that he didn’t understand, but maybe he was missing an element in him that would had made him more alike to them. It must’ve been a concept that he could never understand.

Remaining fairly quiet as they finished up eating he only looked back when discussion started up again, his eyes shifting to the picture before away again, thinking Amuné had crashed mentally or something. He would wait for her to process the thought at least, so instead of staring at her he decided to look around instead. He didn’t know if there was any chance she came about this way, but maybe there was somebody who looked like the same species as her and might know where she was. What he thought was people who looked certain ways always stuck together, at least that’s what he learned about Ethan’s kind who always seemed to be in social gatherings like here. Making a glance back to Ethan once he started talking he gave him a long staring at before standing once he stood too, looking like he was standing at attention for a moment before loosening up, feeling confused to the notion that he had to go outside.

Slowly turning around, Cecil made his way out of this strange building and moved outside beside the door, staring at it for a moment before sighing heavily. He didn’t understand why they had to wait outside for Ethan to do the investigation all by himself, he thought they were all in it together to try and find this woman. Looking around with mild curiosity over his surroundings he gasped when Ethan eventually emerged again, giving them information relevant to their search. Looking to him he stared at him when he didn’t appear to go anywhere, instead deciding to have a laugh to himself much to his confusion. Curious, he shifted his head to the side as Ethan admitted he didn’t actually know where west was. “It’s the same way it’s always been”, he spoke before making a turn and walked off in perfect west, only to come to the edge of a building and become confused, “Uhh wait, how do you regular people navigate buildings?”