Cecil didn’t have much of a choice, he needed to get away from them if they were to leave him alone. They would all eventually forget about him, they certainly didn’t know him for long enough to verify whether they felt anything for him. They were living creatures, he was not. Of course they would remember their own kind over a machine. Trying to flee from Ethan trying to chase after him he went up onto the roof of a building, slowly walking up the tiles before moving onto the other side, disliking how he had to take this route. Despite his weight the tiles were holding well, he didn’t feel like he was going to slip off or destroy the roof. It was rather depressing, half of him wanted to fall off and see what happened to him, but the other part didn’t want to die. He didn’t understand it, he was just a programmed machine; he shouldn’t have this motivation.

He didn’t understand anything. Everything was so confusing and if he tried to address it in his head using everything he had learned he couldn’t come to a conclusion. He wasn’t supposed to be anything like this according to the world, he didn’t know what he was supposed to do about it either. He needed to get away from them before he might hurt them with his unpredictability, he just wished they understood that. If he wasn’t a friend or able to do anything they could do then he should leave, he shouldn’t try and fit in when it was going to be impossible to do. He couldn’t hope to be considered normal after everything he had done, at least not compared to organic lifeforms.

Staring down at the ground below he hadn’t been paying enough attention to see if Ethan was still following him which he unfortunately was, his shoulders raising and his body going tense for a moment. He didn’t want to be near him, for all he knew he might want to push him off the roof too. “That’s not…my name…” he muttered, shaking his head slowly before looking down at the ground again, “If you don’t want to run, then go back. There is nothing to talk about”. Ethan had better things to do anyway, not to mention it sounded like he was just struggling to keep up with him. Cecil had no problems like that unless he was malfunctioning, he didn’t know how it worked with organic lifeforms but right now he couldn’t care.