Shu felt pretty stuck there, not knowing whether to accept Takeshi’s logic or not. Fruit didn’t move so he couldn’t stalk it, but he did eat it so maybe it was also prey. Scratching his head, he shrugged a little, “Maybe! Yummy things! I do like the sound of that”, he cheered, finding it downright fun to think of himself as that, even if it wasn’t exactly realistic thinking, “If fruit ran around and I could catch it, that would be fun…then biting into it! All juicy and sweet…” Feeling pretty excited over eating now, he was put on alert over the figure racing on up towards them. At first he wasn’t really aware of who it was until he snapped out of his little bubble he had with Takeshi and instead quickly hid behind him, peering at Haku from behind Takeshi. He didn’t know what he was up to, but he did squeak when the kid spoke up and his eyes went to Takeshi, “Friend T’charrl asked him for food…? I guess Mister Viral really isn’t training anymore…”

T’charrl was well enough accepting his fate at this point, looking down at his painful growing body until he couldn’t even see his toes; of course, that was until they grew large with powerful legs to support his body. He couldn’t help but fall forward at this point, he was exhausted and now he needed to go through the horrible pain that was mutating. As his arms grew larger, he slowly turned his enlarging head to look at them before suddenly taking a fit of pain from his upper arms. The growths he had before were also growing large, but much larger than being merely curved sword-like. They were proper extensions on his arms in this form, driving sharp points into the ground with hair running up in grooves along them. It seemed this mutated form changed with him, the large pointed extensions now able to support him and allow him to reach out beyond what he could before. Panicking, he started rapidly breathing, his claws going to his chest before he decided to sit up. His secondary arms had lengthened to support him completely with massive biceps to support his weight, his usually main arms sitting to the sides now that they had been freed up completely. Despite being fully mutated again, T’charrl wasn’t acting like a wild animal, but he was struggling to control that side of him. He may had mutated, but his latest increase in power had granted him just that little bit more control over himself.

Viral mildly wished Vegeta wasn’t revelling in this, knowing what he was like when it came to science and considering this was still an experiment had him enjoying this greatly. Viral wasn’t enjoying it, especially when he was struggling to hold his mind together and hope he could still talk in the end. His vocal chords had been damaged when he first transformed into this creature, probably due to the state he had been in when he changed, but he didn’t want to risk something like that happening again. Feeling a little vulnerable, he stared at Vegeta as he expressed his excitement, frowning a little as he spoke on about what he had possibly discovered before he realised he was going through another surge of change only as he realised his snout was coming in. Holding up a paw to his face, he let out a groan, “Nnh! Just…got to…speak…” he growled, his snout fully forming with his already pointed shark teeth forming into a good set of fangs with his talking acting as reassurance that he’ll be able to communicate. He was having a hard enough time trying to keep his mind together, but Vegeta blabbing on was definitely helping. 

Growling like a cat when his fur thickened so much so that it forced its way through the tears in his clothing, his forearms lengthening as the change progressed, “…Is this exciting enough for you?? Euchhh it’s…really uncomfortable now…” Slowly moving his paws onto his head, there was a large spike of activity with the smell of meat in the air while his tail also grew out long and large. His instincts were beginning to increase greatly beyond reasoning but while he still struggled to try and keep his mind there was no way he could not feel the desire to feast. With his clothes almost at bursting point from the fur and forming muscles, he lowered his paws at the smell of cooking meat with barely any wonder going through his mind to where Vegeta got that from. Taking the steak, he stared at it with rounded pupils before he began to chomp at it, letting Vegeta remove the nodes. The steak was definitely very satisfying, but as he finished it up he gasped when a loud tearing sound signalled he was growing taller, his body becoming muscular yet lithe as he towered over Vegeta. 

Viral couldn’t help but fall over after growing twelve feet tall, feeling dazed and disorientated with all the mental struggle he was going through. He needed to get his mental state under control nevermind the changes himself. Holding up his paw pathetically, he groaned in anger before slamming it on the ground, his face shifting to rest on the side as he tried to speak, “Arrooghhh…my head…” he spoke in a deep voice, “More…where is my food…?” His mind had turned into a single-track road, his care completely off his change and just pining for more food instead. He wanted it, sure, but the fact that he was now a half-ton cat monster had disappeared had disappeared completely for now.