Cecil didn’t really know how to reply to Nymira when she gave him a fair question, mainly because he had never had to experience a group prior to this. He didn’t know if he was used to groups like this or if it would be considered a completely new experience instead. “Uhh, I guess not. I mean, I’ve never had to experience any group before”, he spoke, looking away as he shuffled his feet, “I’ve been alone for as long as I could remember”. It wasn’t that he was using the point for any sort of pity or anything, he just didn’t think he had ever had a group experience and had to express how little he knew about it. It was always going to be difficult trying to figure out what was right to say or tell them. It was probably no big deal, it wasn’t like he had much to share concerning life experiences when he was just a Machina.

Seeing everyone getting all excited over the fish did make him wonder just how important it was to eat such creatures and why, even if he knew it was for sustenance. He didn’t know what people could eat and whether there was some things that just weren’t possible to process. It would always be best for them to sort out their own refuelling arrangements rather than him taking charge just in case he kills something that probably shouldn’t be killed. They seemed awfully upset last time he aimed to cause damage so it wouldn’t be a surprise either if they went nuts over him killing something he thought was food for them.

With everyone going off to sleep he was once again left on his own, even with Ethan going off to watch over camp elsewhere. He wasn’t going to follow, he was supposed to stay put where he could be seen. Even if he didn’t sleep like they did, not unless he shut himself down instead. Cecil didn’t need to take up room in the tent anyway, he wasn’t going to rest and was still going pretty strong. Laying down outside for most of the night he stared up at the sky, wondering just what might happen in his future. He certainly had a lot to think about when he was left on his own at a standstill whereas when he was travelling by himself he had plenty of thoughts regarding the landscape and what might be over the hill waiting for him. Here he didn’t have much and turned out it was full of life’s questions all the time.

Sighing lightly as the night seemed to drag on he shifted slightly, feeling relaxed as he watched the weather shift up in the sky; however, that peace was suddenly broken by Amuné screaming about something again. Slowly rolling over he thought it was just like last time, staring at the tent in confusion as Amuné decided to pop out to see her pet. He didn’t understand what that was all about, he didn’t hear any possible noises that could’ve been her ‘daddy’ or felt the presence of anyone around. That certainly managed to confuse him a lot and hearing how it was apparently her ‘daddy’ she was calling to he couldn’t help but look around with analysing eyes. He couldn’t see anyone, it wasn’t as if darkness was a problem for his eyes either.