Cecil didn’t know what he was supposed to do at this point when Ethan didn’t want to give in and go away, he was supposed to be consuming his food and talking with the others about their day. He should had been doing things that everybody else was doing, not caring about what he was doing. Keeping his shoulders stiff as he spoke he continued to stare down at the environment below, a frown remaining on his face as Ethan spoke to him. He wasn’t going to understand, he was just going to treat him like the Muran he was simply pretending to be, but he wasn’t one. He wasn’t a Muran or anything close to anything living, he was a fake that didn’t have anything that related to one. Clenching his fists at first he soon brought them up in front of him, rubbing them together slowly as he continued to stare downwards.

“It’s…not…that…” he frowned, raising his shoulders a little, “I mean, it was going to be that, anyway. I didn’t think she’d like me and I doubt the others will like me either. They don’t really know what I am, I don’t think they would believe me either even if I straight up told them both. Amuné hates me for what I am, her pet especially…you don’t even like me for what I am too. But none of that matters, anyway…” It was not fair on them having to cater their likes and dislikes for him when he wasn’t one with their society in the first place. Shaking his head quickly he turned around, his face appearing blank yet had a hint of sadness about it. “I’m a Machina, somebody’s tool created to serve a purpose…a purpose you hate and Amuné is afraid of”.

Ethan would probably just deny that he was all of that, that he was more than just a Machina. It was all false and Ethan knew it, he just didn’t want to make him feel bad. “Everything about me is a lie down to my personality. I may be advanced but I’m still a machine with programmed emotions just made to deceive just so I can get close and destroy everything. If you don’t want what you hated happening again, then-…then leave me alone!” Spinning around again he rubbed his arms, his shoulders raised, “I’m not one of your kind and never will be. I’m just going to cost more time and money, I’m just going to scare everyone and eventually hurt them, I’m just going to forget everything in a couple of months because I don’t have an organic memory bank to remember these things! So just leave me alone and go back to your own kind before kill you too”.