Cecil didn’t want his decision to be based on his increased need to be seen to and hopefully optimised a little better. He was sure that was just a way to get him to agree with whatever Norman and Nymira wanted, causing him to feel used and less than capable of making a decision without it. He wanted to make his decision not based upon what he needed, but what everyone else needed and unfortunately that didn’t seem possible. Greatly disliking the situation he was placed in he frowned when Amuné only managed to make it much more difficult. “But-…but I don’t want that to be part of my decision…”

Feeling rather put off by the whole notion of having this massive decision resting on whether he wanted to be seen to or not he stepped away and tried to isolate himself from their decisions. Not really willing to say whether it was a yes or a no. He didn’t know who this woman was or even what was so important about her being a ‘princess’ or whatever they were calling her, she didn’t even care about his existence. She didn’t so much as look at him or talk to him like she was talking and looking at everyone else, she didn’t even ask him his name. If she didn’t think he mattered enough to get to know then she wasn’t going to get a vote from him, even if it probably didn’t matter what he said anyway.

As Ethan questioned her intentional direction she did come back with a rather hasty and immediate response, telling them it essentially didn’t matter if they didn’t want to take her. The thought that this was his doing was coming back all over again, knowing the job had been taken because he needed to pay off the battery. The way she fussed over this and try to force them into this made him wish they never agreed to take up the job, but there was no way to step out of it now it seemed. She was going on about a whole load of stuff that he just didn’t understand like social status and the mention of a clan, making him wonder why they didn’t just go with the whole paying for it thing instead.

With the woman pretty much thoroughly forced into their group through her own will he lowered his head depressively, finding it hard to understand her intentions and how it would affect their group. Amuné and Ethan seemed to like him fine enough, but this woman was not nice and probably didn’t want to get to know any of them properly. This was going to ruin things for them and he would probably be on his own again if she forced the group apart because of her attitude or different intentions. He just wanted to get to the city, but she was currently not willing to give them any information as to why she wanted to go with them and where she was going. Looking to Ethan when he mentioned his tune-up he stared at him for a moment before sighing, lowering his head into a brief nod. “I want it, but I still stand by saying I didn’t want it to be part of the decision we were making. I don’t wish to hold us up any longer, either”.