Shu didn’t know if he could trust Takeshi with his food, especially when it came to spicy food. He wanted to have some sort of reassurance that he wasn’t going to be poisoned or have the spiciness in his mouth be too much like fire. Maybe if Takeshi had been told off enough for what he did before then he wouldn’t be making something very spicy anytime soon, tilting his head a little as he stared at Takeshi curiously, “Not as spicy…? Not as bad with sweet…?” he repeated, tilting his head the other way, “Maybe it’ll be nice…maybe…” He was trying to trust Takeshi with this and he did hope that it might be tasty, just so long as he wasn’t going to fib about what he was making. Slowly wandering over to Takeshi, he looked around before up at him, shaking his head, “Kai doesn’t want to eat, otherwise he would be here, right?” he questioned him, giving him a smile, “Besides! I want to be able to trust you so I want to eat your food”.

Viral’s attention span was completely drawn towards the meat, his eyes were round and unfocused right up until Vegeta spoke to him from pretty close by. Ears twitching, he quickly looked up at Vegeta and raised his paw, looking like he was about to bat Vegeta’s head with it but thankfully he stopped. Looking to his paw he slowly lowered it, the steak still in his mouth before he slowly pulled it away from his face, “…Sorry…” he mumbled, finding it difficult to focus on him when eating, his instincts making it all too hard for him to concentrate. Staring at Vegeta as he chewed on the steak, he soon finished and began to lick at his sharp claws before he let out a groan, trying to find his focus again. It was pretty difficult to focus on Vegeta in this form, just with so many things buzzing around in his mind and making it hard to keep his mind together.

T’charrl’s concern for eating had left him diving for the fruit without giving much consideration to how Haku might feel about it, but that wasn’t quite in his mindset right now. He was struggling to think logically still, even when his form had improved. Scooping up the fruit and eating it delightfully, his antennae were definitely concerned with picking up that smell from his clothes, recognising it as raw flesh. The fruit was high in energy, sugar and soon gone as he gobbled it all up, licking at the floor before he looked up to Haku. His tongue flicked out towards him, trying to grab at his clothes as if wanting to eat them because of the smell. His tongue was warm, dry and fuzzy, but that didn’t stop the rest of him from looking threatening. He definitely had food on his mind and Haku was the nearest thing that smelled like it whether he was aware of what T’charrl was trying to do or not.