Cecil couldn’t help but be nervous. Effectively he was playing an act in hope that he wouldn’t be caught out and submitted to the authorities, seeing how they had a mission to go by. Having a mission as certainly a strange thing, he had never had one before or heard of one until recently so it was an entirely new experience for him. It was a shame he couldn’t get all excited about it around this stranger, he was only feeling a little deprived of any normal emotions just in case he got over-excited and revealed too much. He did wish he was told how he was supposed to act, otherwise he was unable to emote too much just in case he was caught out with his lack of social skills. The wave was the only way to show he was somewhat pleased to see the man, but the staring that followed made him feel uneasy.

If he could watch how Ethan interacted then maybe he might get a clue as to how he was supposed to interact with strangers, watching him approach the man and attempt to engage in a social interactions. Smiling a little he looked to Nymira he was somewhat hoping everything was going to be okay from now on, they were going to get back on track with their journey. He hated to be like this but he really only cared about getting to the city, everything else was just a waste of time to him but he was going to go with what the others did if it helped them all get closer to the city.

Sighing lightly he lowered his head momentarily before looking back up to the new guy, tilting his head only slightly before frowning at his words. He couldn’t help but wonder if that was a hint that he knew he didn’t actually need sleep because of what he was, certainly making him feel uneasy. He didn’t understand what it meant, but he needed to move on with that thought now that everyone else was starting to head off. Keeping quiet about it he just walked on after everyone, frowning at Nymira’s comment. “I don’t need help…”

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Arriving at the piers proved to be a rather startling yet exciting experience, seeing how it was centred around working on the water. While he didn’t know fully what might happen if he fell in the water he was still scared of the 80% chance that it would prove terrible for him to be in and might end in his death. If they had to be here then he had to put up with it and show none of that hesitation around it, but he still couldn’t help but feel worried of the worst possible outcome. It was only the further travelling up the road did Cecil begin to feel comfortable, feeling as if he was back on the trail towards the city since they were walking away from some random destination. It was all looking up for him, even if that was a pretty selfish way to go about it. It wasn’t his fault that he had little interest in this kind of stuff, this was all stuff for them all to get money from or whatever which didn’t interest him in the slightest.

Keeping quiet to himself he walked along somewhat tiredly before turning to look at Ethan who was soon complaining again, this time about alcohol. Now that was something he didn’t know much about, but from the sound of it the alcohol was probably something to avoid. Feeling somewhat scared to ask him what it could be he looked to Nymira who commented about it too, making it sound much more dangerous than getting sick and never wanting to consume it again. Sighing lightly he lowered his head, drooping his shoulders as he could only feel trapped in confusion. He couldn’t ask any questions about that in case he was seen as weird and suspicious to the man and right now all he could do was hope they weren’t going to be around them for too long. Even Ethan asking about the boat was something he couldn’t ask about because he had never seen a boat before. If he asked about it he would only sound stupid. This was complete torture to him as he was only realising how terrible things were for him right now.