Nymira was just glad to be finally getting underway with her journey again. After Norman's hair-brained scheme set her back 3 days she had time to make up, and having these people to help her about certainly made things easier. Cecil might not be riding a horse during their trip, but she figured it was just as well for the poor animal that might have to carry him. Norman had said he shouldn't weigh too much but all the same she'd like to spare the horse the trouble. Of course his being in a cart instead didn't absolve it of that labor entirely, something was still going to have to pull him along. 

"Anyone fit to be a parent would not wish their child dead, or... Deactivated," the Dimuran said firmly, frowning as she looked over at Cecil, "You seem to be in good health... I think, so these people must not be your parents. Er... Or whoever built you." It didn't make much sense to her, as in her eyes building a Machina like Cecil was just as labor intensive and consuming as having a real child. Why would someone, after going through the paces, want to destroy him? It made more sense someone else wanted to do it, someone who had a reason to. "You were built this way though, doesn't that mean it was intentional? If they made you this way then why would you be destroyed for it?" Nymira asked as she voiced her thoughts, "It has to be someone your maker doesn't like, or... An enemy of your maker. Why would someone do so much to make you only to break you afterwards?"

The conversation took a change there from Cecil to Ethan, someone who Nymira was somewhat reluctant to discuss. His upbeat attitude and arguably naive nature was a headache to her, who as a princess and dignitary had to express caution at every turn. No doubt he was bound to get them in trouble, if he hadn't already, which meant she may well have to clean up her own escort's mistakes. Overhearing what had been said about her, the Dimuran woman forced a small smile and scoffed lightly at Amuné's comment. "Ethan is an idiot, simply put. If he trusts everyone so easily then he'll get himself killed," she said plainly, shaking her head as she placed her hands on her hips, "Which means it may fall to me to see you to your goal safely. I won't let any harm befall our lovable buffoon, but just know things may be dangerous if he continues to lead." He could handle himself in a fight at least, something which had surprised her initially. Maybe there was a little more to the Mura than he let on?

So what all did they need again? Medicines, maybe some coats for bad weather, and maybe a bit of food just for today wouldn't hurt. Norman had supplies for Cecil, once they finished up here they could double back, pick up the last of their things and be on the road. Ethan was ecstatic by now with all things considered, happy to have horses for a change and supplies, plus some good company to boot. Maybe Nymira wasn't [i]quite[/i] the sort of person he'd travel with normally, but she at least was able to handle herself, and her journey shouldn't get in the way of theirs. "Alright, there's a store right there, I think..." Ethan said aloud, tilting his head and squinting as he tried to read a sign down the road, "Yep! So let's grab a lot of our stuff there and see about getting your money changed Nymira." Kill two birds with one stone and be on their way, provided there was nothing else they'd need. 

A general store ought to have most everything they would need, and indeed it did. Maybe their medicine was a bit limited, but they ought to be able to find a decent amount of herbs out and about to make up for that. They did have some of the major things the group needed, namely a few canvas tents, a jacket for Amuné and Nymira, and even a small container of preserved goods for them as a snack on the road. It was a bit of a hefty load to carry on hand, but with some twine they managed to tie it all up and Ethan slipped it on like a bag over his shoulders. Before leaving too they had checked with the shopkeep about exchanging Nymira's money, and after some initial skepticism, and shock, they had agreed to do it. Only a handful of gold pieces were changed over, but it was still better than lugging around a fortune of gold. With that all said and done they could now return to Norman's shop, and hopefully get back on the road.