Viral had no idea what he was supposed to do for the rest of the day if this was going to happen over something as small as a hunting trip, but maybe this was going to be time for him to chill out and just take in the fresh air once his nose was clear. His days were going to be boring if he was unable to have any sort of fun, all because his body wasn’t going to allow it. Everything was always limited for him because he was not functioning correctly and he hated that, even to the point of feeling like he wanted to jump from Yumi’s arms in frustration. Luckily for him and his impulsiveness he was close to the ship with the doctor hopefully not occupied and a chance to get some of his medicine. “He did a bunch at the start and that was uncomfortable enough! Who knows what he might had thought about by now since he last tested on me. I’m sure he wanted to open me up some time…” Feeling a little uncomfortable over that thought he let out a groan, the thought making him not feel too well. “For all I know he might want to start my treatment the next time I see him. I may have to avoid him if I want a proper break from that damn lab”.

Choi didn’t see any real problem with the subject, especially when Vegeta seemed to ignore everybody else. He wondered if Vegeta even knew his name if the others didn’t mention it. What Vegeta seemed to have going with Viral was probably some sort of creation and master relationship, like an inventor adoring a weapon but never openly admitting to it. It was rather freaky to think about and definitely managed to make him a little uncomfortable, but his words didn’t seem to give much denial that it wasn’t true. “Lacks? I gave Yumi space so she could give Viral just that”. On one side it also sounded as if Vegeta didn’t trust Yumi to make Viral feel better, but of course that was probably thinking too much into it. If Vegeta ever upset Yumi, even while they were on a break, Choi would definitely start demanding some answers from him and probably even get Viral involved. “Nobody’s seen you lately so how could they tell you? You disappear for days on end. Would we even know if you went missing?”

Choi and Vegeta could have their little chat to each other, but Kai was planning on looking the other way and trying to not care that they were there. He’d certainly accompany Kabocha over if it meant getting away from them two and not causing things to get even more heated than it needed to be. Deciding to do neither of those things he instead looked over his shoulder at the other Kaesstrians as Kabocha took his time deciding on the meals. The Kaesstrians here didn’t seem all that interested that Saiyans were here, but then again they were probably looking earlier and were simply trying to avoid eye contact. They were the polite type of race, it seemed, either that or they were actually worried and didn’t want to attract attention. Looking to Kabocha his eyes soon went down to the menu, raising an eyebrow. “And they are what now?”

Everything that had happened up to now had been the result of T’charrl losing who he was and now he was going to be able to get that all back, at least to the extent he expected he could get back to being. He never did figure out that the missing piece was his ability to accept that he was the kid in the picture and that was his true self, not what he was now. He was scared of returning and seeing everyone staring at him in the most disgusted fashion, seeing him for what he truly was; however, that wasn’t going to happen if they actually adored him for his accomplishments. It made him feel warm inside and eager to see these people, so long as he could change back into his true form. He would just need to focus his energy again and think about all those elements at once, not become the monster he often was. “I don’t know about hero…” Smiling, he felt a little embarrassed to be hearing all these things about himself, his eyes soon going to L’esta, looking a little sickly with embarrassment. “Oh man. It wasn’t that long ago since I got captured too, and yet…” he spoke before he sighed, giving a little nod, “I hope you are right about that. I am pretty eager to meet my parents…”

With all these wants and desires on his mind, now was the best time to try and change back. He just needed to use the same method as before, hopefully this time with a higher success chance. Taking a moment to focus his energy he eventually tried to take it into a more visible form in his claws, staring at the ball of light intensely. He tried to imagine the image in the painting and what he was destined to be if L’esta was correct, his desire to see his beloved parents and even seeing his home again. Gradually, T’charrl’s energy levels started to rise gradually and he was back into his glowing phase: the furthest in his progression he got on the ship. Feeling just that little bit of extra push he needed he tried to draw his focus on that, finding it oddly difficult. Closing his eyes for a moment he tried to force the energy out of him and the thoughts that held him back; however, the expulsion of the energy proved to be anything but gentle. He was immediately feeling sore all over and pretty dizzy, his energy still going at it before it faded, the ground seeming a lot closer than usual as he fell forward in a daze. Hitting the ground was hardly more than a gentle thump and for good reason, his body had indeed managed to change back or at least as close as he could get to back to himself. He still had the extra features but he was essentially normal again, even if he was a little dazed after expelling too much energy.