T’charrl knew he was probably making a bad decision but his mind definitely told him he would rather be slapped for not telling his mother he was back while he was standing and not when he was being checked over by Renthal. He didn’t know if there was a problem with doing that over the other way other than worrying over which one would hurt more and whether his mother would force him under the veil of guilt and shame for not telling her first. She was going to do that anyway, but luckily he could dodge the worst of it by going to her immediately. Looking to Takeshi he smiled nervously, giving him a nod. “Right…drop in. I don’t know if that’s a good term to go by, though…” he smiled, looking away again, “I am a Prince and I’ve got to make the right decisions…” Maybe if he was polite enough to his mother he’ll be able to avoid a lot of her wrath, but as it stood he was worried that her worry for him would take over and meld in with her warrior instincts and cause that worry to become anger. Looking to the guards as he met their eyes he gave a little nod before looking away again, finding them to be the hardest obstacle over walking up to now. At least they weren’t going to rush off to the Queen and tell her, but he felt pretty embarrassed over the way he was attempting to walk still. He had gotten a little better at it since starting, but he was still making stupid mistakes such as slowly deciding to hunch forward as if trying to find balance using his arms.

Shu giggled at Takeshi, finding his nervousness to be pretty amusing. He didn’t want to be hit but he was too small to be hit by someone like the Queen, especially when she was nice to him. He could dodge the bullet on that one and use his innocence to remain unscathed, but Takeshi was experienced enough to make good decisions in everybody else’s eyes. He was thankful for that fact and was quite happy to not be slapped at for the time being. Shu didn’t know why they were so fearful of his mother, he thought she was perfectly reasonable in her actions and if they did something bad then they probably knew it was coming too. Looking to the guards he watched them carefully before bouncing onwards once L’esta gave them the all clear, getting all excited as the possibility of fruit was quickly coming up. “Ooh! This is going to be exciting, I think…”

Viral could probably do with not being the centre of attention for once, especially when he didn’t like making decisions on what to do when he couldn’t even do what he wanted to. He wanted to train or battle something but he couldn’t do any of that. He was fine with making decisions if it involved him having some control over his life, but right now everything he did needed to be watched over and closely monitored. It left him with many limitations and he was definitely upset by that, but he couldn’t do anything about it. To be expected to make a decision on what he wanted to do was absurd given these limitations, his hope that maybe one of them might be able to tell him what he can and can’t do dwindling greatly. Staring at Vegeta he gave a quick glance to Yumi before sighing in annoyance, lowering his head and looking away. “You won’t even let me do anything that I want to do, anyway! It’s not clear to me what I can do”, he spoke up before sighing, rubbing his head, “Let’s just find somewhere to relax…somewhere that’s not going to try and kill me. Somewhere away from people…”