T’charrl would very much like to go with Takeshi and Shu, but if he was not going to be fit enough for going to this city and seeing what one with a different habitat was like then he had to accept that. It was probably the worst part of being who he was, minus the fact he could barely control his power at the best of times. He was definitely feeling a little trapped without his ancestor’s guidance and his mother’s reassurance, but he was too afraid to contact his mother while he looked like this. He should be of some use if he had to get the medicine with someone, even if it meant going back out in this environment. He really could use a drink of something when he got back to the ship, something to help him settle his mind and help his body heal. Looking to Takeshi, he smiled a little at the mention of the alien, lowering his head again and gave a nod, “I know and I do want to, but maybe it is bad for my health”, he spoke with a sigh, finding it difficult to agree with that statement, “I suppose I’m afraid of letting others down again, like my mother…so many times”.

He shouldn’t be feeling sorry for himself; it was neither the time nor the place to sulk as if he was at home. He was with friends, at least he really hoped they were his friends still, knowing how people changed opinion when someone’s looks changed. Just worrying himself over again, he let out a sigh and nodded quickly, pulling the hood down a little bit to shield his large eyes, “Aghhh…uhh, run in? Charge in?” he questioned him, finding the tactic to be pretty aggressive but probably effective, “It would be wise to think of discretion…or challenge the leader. Might they know who you are?” Letting out a cough when the wind gave him a chance to breathe again, he gave his face a very brief wipe before looking back for a moment, “You think that would work…? What if there’s a uniform?” he asked with a frown, “You said your friend damaged this town once before, right? They might know you from that if you fought him and uhh…you did win, right?”