As the party gradually slows down, Cecil is focusing on his Head Boy responsibilities: walking around the Grotto to make sure it gets cleaned up and that there aren't any stragglers and that everyone can get home or is with someone that can help get them home. When he sees Diego by the fire, he frowns faintly with concern and goes to kneel by him, gently touching his arm. He can't let him sit here all night, after all. "Diego? Hey....Diego?" His voice is quiet, soothing, not wanting to startle his friend no matter what state he's actually in by now.