Cecil walks a bit ahead of the group, mulling over what Satoru had said to him over and over again. He laughs under his breath, glancing back at Satoru. The offer to converse with the boy through mental means was intriguing, but Cecil rather likes the sound of his own voice, and he wouldn't pass up an opportunity to let everyone know what it is he's thinking or what he thinks Satoru's thinking. ❝None of you really know about the 'element of surprise', do you? If there is a malevolent force out there, they'd totally have heard us by now. You're all so careless.❞
Despite his words, Cecil seems to be smiling. Going outside isn't so much something he likes to do, but being with company doesn't make it so bad. He lets his hands in his pockets and, when Cerulean returned, he could tell there was something off. That being said, it isn't as if he cares enough to get to the bottom of it—so he rolls his eyes and glances over to Langley. ❝Langley, keep close to me, please. If you still wanna talk to Leon, bring him this way, but I'd like you to stay near me. I'll give you a pink macaron if you do.❞
{ ooc: exempting cosmo from this reply, since i'm not sure what to do with him www }