The fact that Cielo knew that he had a Spanish name without knowing of Spain was easily chalked up as another oddity. He had run into quite a few of those ever since his emotions had awakened and, though they did confuse him, he found that thinking about them too much just made it worse. Realizations and insights would come and go and, eventually, he would probably be able to piece everything together well enough. Until then, it was just another interesting part of life.
His head still turned, Cielo continued to watch the forest curiously but there still didn't appear to be anything for him to sense - well, anything beyond the beasts and other expected things. He drew a deep breath, tasting the air, but there was nothing. "Nah, I think we're good. It sould be all clear to get back to where you belong," he agreed cheerfully. "I've been staying up in the clocktower but I dunno how long I'll be there."