T’charrl felt like he should leave just now and save the doctor the trouble, but he was probably already on his way down here because Takeshi was so quick to assume he was sick. A hole somewhere certainly sounded nice, just anywhere where he could be left alone with his thoughts. He was embarrassed when it was so simple a problem that Takeshi didn’t even know what he did, thinking it really was something so simple it was stupid at this point. He couldn’t shake off the images though no matter the atmosphere around him, just managing to send him into a panic attack. Rubbing his head slowly, he frowned at Takeshi, “There isn’t anything wrong with me, though…I mean, it is a waste of time for the doctor! It shouldn’t need to be an excuse…” Definitely feeling more than a little anxious, he moved on the spot as he tried to stand up, finding it a little difficult still with his current form, “My wings will be fine eventually, though…since it’s normal for them to get damaged. He won’t be able to help with that”.

Shu was a little worried about T’charrl, probably because he was very withdrawed after wanting company for the longest time; now, he wanted them to go away and do what he was wanting to do not that long ago. He hadn’t touched his drink despite obviously wanting one, but then again not even he knew how to get it out of the container it was in. Staring at his friend curiously, he soon quickly turned his attention back to Takeshi as he gave him confirmation over getting some native fruit, “Yay! Still would like them because they’re good and good for me!” he squeaked happily, smiling, “I could eat them all day!” Finding his day just getting better he watched Takeshi before bouncing over to the shuttle, not really wanting to walk in his boots when he didn’t need to, “Okay! It’s going to be fun!” Pressing the big button, he stared at the shuttle before looking to Takeshi again with a smile, “I hope it doesn’t go bad while we get bad guy…that would be smelly…”