Cecil walked casually, trying to keep an eye on everything at once while looking he couldn't care less what happened.
He noted the sounds of some kind of conflict and the teiflings moving toward it. He wasn't sure what to do about it. Getting mixed up in things that had nothing to do with him was both a thing he almost always did, and a thing that wasn't the best idea at the moment.
"Compatriots?" he said, loud enough to hear but not loud enough to be a Proclamation or anything, "There seems to be some trouble brewing. Anyone curious enough to go see what's happening?"