The rest of the day went fairly predictably. Cobra continued shooting Lucy down whenever she mentioned the job, claiming that he wanted no part of it and that it would almost definitely function just fine without him. It was around the third time the topic abruptly switched to the job that he excused himself and fled to a tucked away table to mull over events.
Kinana actually managed to run into him towards the end of the day. Since she was normally working during the day at the guild he tried not to hog up too much of her time if he didn't absolutely need to be around a sane person. She–mercifully–had no idea what Mirajane was planning, so he was able to have a nice talk with her about guild happenings. All the while keeping extra on guard for any surprise appearances by either Mira or Lucy.
Eventually it was nearing closing time, so Jellal called them out and they all headed back to where they were camped out at the edge of town. Cobra made especially sure to not make eye contact with anyone on the way out. From his quick glance at her table, however, Lucy wasn't even still in the guild. It wasn't that much of a surprise given the events of the day, and even though he definitely didn't want to initiate any more conversation, a pang of…something made him feel a little less better than he already was feeling. Which wasn't really great to begin with.
So, there he sat in the dead of night. Alone and awake in the tent he shared with Macbeth, since the latter was out on guard duty, wondering just what the hell to make of it all...