[color=D6CC88]Wyth lifted his head and bared his teeth as Cecil caught up, and the girl didn't bother to correct him.  Her feelings regarding the Machina were conflicted anyhow.  What he'd done back at the ship, the way he'd killed those men...it was frightening.  She remembered how he'd suddenly just grabbed her, refusing to let go as he wrought destruction upon those opposing them.  It took conscious thought to recall that he'd not hurt her, not really, though she'd felt like he might.  But he hadn't -- that was the important part.

Now, however, Cecil seemed like he was having a lot of trouble.  He sounded scared and confused, feelings Amuné knew far too well lately.  She caught him looking at her and hid her face against Ethan's side.  As the Machina spoke again, the child ventured a peek at him, her expression shadowed.  "Ethan?" she asked in a small voice, tugging at the man's sleeve.  "Will Cecil be okay?"  The Machina sounded a bit like he had when running low on power, and that was concerning.  And...he sounded like he was hurting.  He thought he might harm them, and he didn't like it.

That more than anything else prompted Amuné to add something else.  "Um...tell him...tell him I’m okay?  I mean, he didn’t hurt me or anything back there, and...well, what he did was wrong, and he shouldn’t do it again, but...People make mistakes, you know?  And...um...he was more...protecting us -- or, well, if I think about it now it seems that way?”  The girl groped awkwardly for the words to express what she wanted to say.  “So...I’m not -- I’m not angry.”  The last sentence she stated firmly, darting another glance at the distraught Machina.  “I’m not angry, he just...really scared me, that’s all...."  The last bit ended up muffled as she directed most of it into Ethan’s shirt.[/color]

((I was inspired by Mogget's post.  <.<;  ))