Phew, that was a close one. If Cecil had actually attacked Nymira then they might have been completely out of luck, but they managed to get her to come along after all. It was hardly going to be a relaxing trip back, as even now she was shooting him death glares, yet they'd found her and now just had to get her back. Relieved that things had worked out for the best, Ethan retrieved his sword and folded it back up, tucking it safely in his pouch just in time for Nymira to push him aside. Well she was a bundle of joy, he wondered why it was that Norman had taken someone so... Abrasive as a student. But then maybe that wasn't the truth after all, considering this whole situation had gone all topsy-turvy pretty quick; what was the real deal here then?

Nymira had seen plenty of people since coming here, yet she'd not seen anyone quite like the Ydran girl. She knew of her people, but to see a child was a rarity for her. More or less ignoring the moorcat before her, the Dimuran woman nodded her head once at learning Amuné's name. "A beautiful name for a beautiful child, you should feel proud," she spoke, her expression softening slightly. After dealing with so many shady individuals over the last few days, meeting a child whose innocence knew no bounds was extremely refreshing. She might even have reached out to hug the girl were it not for Wyth acting as a barrier between them. Glancing back at the woods when the men were brought up, Nymira laughed curtly before smirking at Amuné. "Please... Five grown, armed men were defeated by a woman, handily I might add. This isn't my blood, it's theirs. I sincerely doubt they'll try making a move any time soon." Never mind the broken noses and cuts she'd left them with, their pride was likely in tatters as well. If they were dumb enough to come back however she'd not be quite so restrained in her actions. "Before you ask, they're all alive. I don't kill unless I absolutely must, so don't you fret. I'm not fond of having someone's blood on my hands."

"Well, now that the gang's all here, how's about we get going!" Ethan interjected, pepping up again as he addressed everyone with a smile, "Norman said he'd be at the shop waiting, so we know where to go. I bet he'll be happy to see you again." Eh, another glare, just what did he do wrong? Shirking back some he let out a sigh, rubbing at the back of his neck before chuckling. "I'm sure you know the way, if you want to lead then we'll follow. No funny business that way." Thankfully she seemed to accept that much from him, either that or she was just ignoring him in favor of Amuné again. Wondering why Cecil wasn't chatting he gave their friend one look and felt awful, seeing him turned away and looking awfully down on himself. What was he upset for? They found Nymira and he could keep his battery, everything had worked out just fine. Heading over he placed an arm around the Machina's shoulders, grinning as he gave his friend a pat on the chest. "Hey, what's got you all down and gloomy? We found her, now we can head back! Isn't that good news?"

Ugh, that man's optimism was was so off-putting, why were the others not saying anything? If this was who he was then she might not stomach the walk back with him, she'd just as soon make it alone if anything. Or... Maybe she'd just walk back with Amuné and her pet, who she actually found to be rather adorable, bristling fur, fangs and all. Dimurans weren't usually the meekest of folk, and while most people may not want to tussle with something like Wyth, to her it almost seemed enjoyable. "I suppose I'll lead us back, I know Galloway better than you do most likely. It'll be best to avoid the major roads." No sense in drawing attention to herself, there were more people responsible for her kidnapping there and she'd prefer to avoid further conflict if possible. As things stood this was already a relational nightmare, and any more fighting might only worsen things.