Shu really didn’t know how this was supposed to turn out and quite frankly he didn’t know whether Takeshi really could pull it off, especially when he seemed to be dotting around looking a little confused at things and just grabbing what he thought would be suitable. If things did go wrong then he could grab some fruit instead and Takeshi could deal with the food however he wanted to. Watching Takeshi curiously as he began to set everything up, he tilted his head a little as Takeshi quizzed him on what else to make with it, “Ooh? Umm, I don’t know! I just shove food in my mouth and eat it!” he spoke, bouncing a little while making the motion of eating with his hands. He couldn’t care less, just so long as the food didn’t end up being completely wasted. Going back to watching Takeshi work, he tilted his head a little as Takeshi put the food in some sort of machine before closing it all away, “Ooh! It make the food hot?” he asked curiously, tilting his head a little, “I don’t do this to my food, so I don’t know how long. Why do you question me about it?”

Viral was certainly having his moments, generally finding it hard to keep contained just by sitting and talking to Vegeta. He probably didn’t have a clue to how hard this was, especially when this was just his second time and he had changed so soon before having a chance to settle down. Vegeta was trying to give him reassurance that he was doing well, but quite frankly he was having a hard enough time not growling and roaring at him. Letting out a groan as he fought for self-control, the smell of cooking meat soon caught his attention and he was quick to turn his nose, sniffing around in Vegeta’s direction. Watching as the meat was placed on the floor, he leaned down towards it and picked it up off the floor, tearing into it quickly with strange determination. He was quite concerned with keeping the meat all to himself even if nobody else clearly wanted it. Chomping it down hastily, he slowly began to stand up, growling lowly as he stared at Vegeta before letting out a very sudden yelp as his tail knocked over the chair he was sat on before, the loud clanging noise putting him on alert very quickly and snapping him out of his trance.

T’charrl was pretty precise with his appendage despite only having them for a short time and with a quick slice the shirt was torn right down the middle, his tongue whipping around and pulling it straight off him and throwing it in his mouth. The shirt was pretty well stained with great taste and in a few chews it was gone. That was strangely satisfying, but all it had done was left Haku in a mild panic. Hissing lowly, he went to try and speak but quickly thought otherwise, turning away from him instead. The kid had decided to help him and yet there he was acting like a monster where even clothes were on the culinary list. He was completely embarrassed and ashamed of himself to the point where the only topper would be if he started laying eggs too and even then they would just think that was ‘normal’ in his condition. Slowly shaking his head, he soon rubbed a big paw against it before slowly sliding down onto his front, the large orb on his chest clanging against the ground uncomfortably which only served to annoy him.