Cecil did wonder what it would be like in the city, whether it was anything like he imagined. He didn’t know what he wanted to do in the city or what he might be looking for, but he imagined he’d be able to find out once he got there just what path was set for him. He didn’t feel he really had a choice, plus he heard there was a lot of people with mechanical parts like him so that was pretty encouraging. He could fit in a lot better in a city and with so many Machina that should be there he was sure there was going to be nobody staring at him or questioning why he looked like he did. He was sure he was going to have an easy time there, so long as he didn’t talk about being a Machina. He did hope he would also lose those people who were after him too, but even then he did have an increasing doubt that he was going to get into trouble there too. The place could be swarming with those guys and that would be especially bad. He hoped he wasn’t making a bad decision with this, he was really hoping he was doing the right thing by wanting to go in that specific direction.

Making a glance over at Ethan when his number was counted in a conversation he stared at him for a moment before looking away again, watching everything pass by. “Uhh, you know I don’t really eat”. While he could eat, he didn’t get anything from it and might end up sluggish and smoking as he burned the food and that would be rude and possibly disturbing to people who didn’t know what he was. While it would be nice to see her family, he felt he might be rude being there and not doing anything other than sit around and watch as they all ate. Come to think of it, he didn’t really know what a mother or father really was to someone. He was told they were similar to a creator, but to him they sounded a lot kinder. It made him wonder really, maybe even a little jealous of the living.

Sighing lightly he didn’t really know he was being looked at until he heard a strange noise, his eyes turning to Nymira immediately. Staring at her as she spoke he glanced to Ethan and Amuné before sighing, feeling like she was starting to investigate now. He didn’t know if she liked him or not because of what he was, making him feel a little uncomfortable. “I, umm…met them when I was in trouble. People wanted to take me away and I accidentally hit them while I was running. I guess they…got dragged into fleeing with me. I don’t know why they wanted to stand up for me, because umm, because I’m a Machina and all”.