Shu didn’t see it as necessary to blame someone for somebody else getting hurt when there was no true way to stop that, leaving him feeling confused as to where the logic in that lay. He was certain he could stop himself from getting hurt if it meant Takeshi was going to take the blame all the time; he wasn’t weak or that vulnerable. He didn’t want to get mad at Yumi for it, she was only worried about him, but it still didn’t make much sense to get angry over something like that. He felt weak for not being regarded as being able to take care of himself, even if he has lived with someone for most of his life. Scratching his head in quick rustles, he looked to Takeshi before letting out a sigh, “I wish she would hang out with us again, but then your friend wouldn’t be happy…but then he would be because he would be with his brother…but then Yumi might not be because she must like him a lot to want to stay with him”, he spoke, trying to think through the situation as he talked on, “I still don’t get why they did that…I mean, we were fine before, right?”

Even if people weren’t going to be angry and shouting at him, T’charrl still felt that they would be visually disappointed. Being disappointed was even worse than being angry because anger was often a result of worry and being glad that they were okay; however, being disappointed meant you screwed up and it was your fault. Either way was tough to take and the quiet anger or disappointment was the worst. Looking to Takeshi, his antennae twitch a little before he shook his head, “Could do…possible to…” he mumbled, not feeling sure about lying himself, “It hurts…but better than…umm…” Looking outside the ship he gave a little point to the window, slowly lowering his head and looking away. It was pretty shameful to say he was defeated by the weather and fell off that building as a result of being shredded by sand and if Takeshi knew anything about weight it really did hurt a lot more to fall.

Finally arriving back at the ship felt like a great moment of relief for Shu and T’charrl, typically because one wanted to sleep and the other was so sore that he may as well hibernate for a few days. Feeling that moment of relief was pretty great, but now they had to get off the ship and avoid too much hassle from the others. Looking to Takeshi as he made out the plans, T’charrl looked down at himself before deciding to slowly try and stand, getting on his large secondary set of claws which was good enough for him. Giving his head a shake, he eventually moved along after him, looking down at Shu who also began to move. They both seemed fine to walk, but they were weak as well and both wanted to avoid any worried gazes or angry ones depending on their circumstances.