Cecil really didn’t understand Geoffrey very well, his way of speaking wasn’t in his language processing so he had to decipher it himself. That was definitely something he didn’t understand about people, how only a few of them spoke a different way than all the rest despite being part of that group in the first place. Giving him a nervous smile he continued with his duty, looking away as his focus went back on the road itself. It felt like it was always going to be hard fitting in with this bunch no matter how he went by things or how he chose to express his views, it just meant he was going to have to try and keep to himself a little more unless he wanted to fall into the inability to understand anybody else.

Lowering his head as he pulled the cart along he looked to Nymira as she tried to express some gratitude towards him pulling this along, looking down to her leg before away again as he sighed lightly. “Uhh, it’s fine, really…” He didn’t know if it was just her trying to cheer him up a bit but he would’ve pulled the cart regardless if he was asked, seeing as how he wasn’t going to get injured doing such a thing. It was just a cart and some stuff, it wasn’t as if it was something to be truly thankful over his ability to pull it along.

Not talking as he continued doing his job he kept his eyes on the road before making a side-glance to Nymira as she asked him about getting a weapon, staring at her as she talked about it. He didn’t understand whys he would want to give him something on top of what he already was, it was no secret either. “Uhh, I am a weapon so I’m not sure how that might work out…” Feeling confused by the thought of a weapon doing some good being attached to someone like him his thoughts were quickly diverted when Ethan showed up unexpectedly. He didn’t know why Ethan had practically ran to get them, but it seemed to be somewhat urgent if he had taken the time out of his little venture to come and find them.

As Ethan proceeded to ramble on about some sort of scenario Cecil looked around, confused as to what he was talking about concerning Amuné. He didn’t understand what he was talking about, nobody would want to take someone else surely. Being told to abandon the cart he immediately dropped the handle and jumped away from it, looking back at it before to Nymira and Ethan when the call to start the search was made. Feeling rather confused he gasped when Nymira asked him about a very specific job, opening his mouth to speak but nothing coming out. 

He didn’t know what it meant to track someone, he wasn’t around other people enough to tell whether there was anything different from Amuné compared to other people. Slowly looking around for a moment he let out a groan, finding it hard to understand what he could possibly do that might help them out. “I probably do, but I don’t know! I don’t know most of what I can do until I need to do it and I’ve never had to track down somebody before…” he spoke after a while, looking around at everyone else for a moment before he groaned, “Unless I’m meant to track down individuals so I can kill them. Maybe I can, but I would probably need to be where she was last…”