Cecil felt a little bit of anticipation when it came to fixing his head, even though it would feel a lot better. The compression in his head from the warped metal was making everything worse for him whenever he tried to think about things or do anything normal. He just wanted relief at this point and even if it meant sticking his head in a vice he would still do it. Staring up at Norman he gasped when Amuné approached them, feeling a little nervous at first before he frowned, his eyes looking up to Norman momentarily before he raised his shoulders and stared at the ground. He didn’t know what to make of her plight, whether it was something she was saying because she was concerned or she felt guilty that it happened. He didn’t hate her or anything, but he wasn’t sure about her own feelings.

Slowly rubbing his hands together he gasped when Norman finally fitted the clamp on his head, raising his shoulders nervously. Even though he was told it was hardly a thing the thought of his skull being pulled at made him feel pretty scared. If it went too far then his skull was probably going to be ruined, but judging how the device was made he was pretty sure it wouldn’t happen. Letting out a gasp when it finally did bend back into shape there was suddenly a sense of relief, like popping a loose cog back into place. As Norman removed the clamp he let out a sigh, the pressure in his head being relieved and hopefully not causing his basic functions to go a little crazy. Even after all that he didn’t feel satisfied, looking to Norman when he patted him on the shoulder. “Thank you…I, uhh…” he muttered, raising his gauntlets slightly as he contemplated how to ask before gasping lightly as Amuné returned.

Placing his show and question time on hold for now he stared at Amuné as she decided to tell Norman what happened back on the boat, his expression changing quickly as he got scared about what Norman might think of him killing other people. If Ethan and Amuné got mad at him for it then Norman getting mad was probably a sure thing. The way Amuné worded it made him sound like he was malfunctioning and if he was it would mean he would be opened up again and shut off as he was changed from the inside. Slowly shifting back on his spot he reached around for his cap, just wanting it to be over. He didn’t like the thought that he might be broken, he wanted to be considered a good Machina especially after he saw what happened to bad Machina. Feeling a little scared he kept his gaze low, hoping he wasn’t broken just to spare himself the grief of being destroyed for it.

With some level of fear being conjured up from his worry he’ll have to be fixed up he kept his eyes shut, his shoulders stiff as Norman took a seat beside him. It was hard to not feel scared, he knew Norman fixed all sorts of Machina and if there was something wrong with him he would probably do what he had to just to stop Cecil from doing it again. Opening his eyes eventually he kept them directed to the ground as Norman told him he probably experienced a glitch. Hoping he might be able to defend himself for his actions he opened his mouth to speak before sighing, rubbing his hands together. 

“I don’t know…it was probably a glitch overall. I mean, maybe what I saw and experience was just all made up in my head because it sure did seem like it…” he spoke calmly, moving a finger to slowly rub at the panel on the back of his hand, “I mean, I touched something and saw something weird…like something I’ve never seen before. I don’t know what I touched, but uh…I somehow have it in my system…” Not really knowing how to explain it to him he held his gauntlet out only for it to drop to the ground, giving him a bit of a fright when it hit the ground. While it could’ve been anticlimactic, it wasn’t his gauntlet that was the concern. The chain he had picked up was keeping his gauntlet and arm connected, his fingers lifting the chain up a little. “I don’t know what this is, but it…I don’t know…something like ‘melded’ to me? I saw some weird things after it did but I don’t know who it was or if they were even real, but someone was being tortured by something like it and it was really painful to feel…” Pulling his gauntlet up a little he sighed, his fingers on the end of his dangling hand flexing a little as sparks of electricity ran down the chain before he ceased moving it. "I don't know how but I feel like I know how to use it without ever seeing one before. I killed a lot of people using it..."