T’charrl gave Takeshi a little smile. “Uhh, yeah…although, she’ll tell me to get dressed too, I mean uhh…I’m not even proper”, he sighed, looking down at himself, “Even though I don’t need clothes it’s still a cultural and a sign of respect. I really don’t want to wreck anymore, though…” It was always going to be like this, even if it was just a fear of destroying his clothing accidentally because he changed. It felt like a handicap, especially when it took so long to make clothes himself just to feel dignified. His mother was going to rage at him for that if she could look beyond the fact he was home and possibly hurt, but then again fussing over being hurt just made him look weak in front of his mother. Hoping Takeshi was correct with his assumption he let out a sigh, lowering his head before looking to the Captain. “It should be fine. You didn’t even know most of the details, after all”. He felt he could manage by himself if he just tried, so long as he remained strong. Approaching the door carefully he stared at it calmly, trying to build up his confidence before finally nodding. “I’m ready. Just…don’t try to defend me”.

Shu thought all of this was getting a little tense but he wasn’t going to let it get to him, especially when he could always show off that he was innocent and had nothing to do with all of the bad feelings that might be happening. He helped look after his friend the most by playing with him lots so he did what he could do to make his friend feel comfortable. Smiling hopefully he glanced to Takeshi, not feeling so ignored anymore when he finally decided to pay attention to him. Bouncing around to face him he giggled when Takeshi tried to keep him still, raising his shoulders slightly. “I won’t! I’m just excited! It’s been a long time, yes? I don’t know how long, though…many sleeps ago! Many sleeps”.

Viral didn’t know what there was to do on this planet that he could do any nobody was going to give him a chance at being adventurous when something terrible could go wrong too so he only had a small choice of things he could do. It was certainly a little insulting to be told it was his choice to what he was able to do but didn’t have much of a variety of choice. He could probably run about a bit or walk around a bit or rest a bit but that was it. Looking to Vegeta he frowned, giving his head a shake and looking away again. “Of course…unless you want things to get worse. I’m not going to bring myself closer to death just because I want to do things my way”. Seeing Vegeta get up he groaned as he tried to get up himself, his head not willing to comply with the rest of his body at first before simply shaking it off. Grumbling for a moment he looked around the forest, eventually deciding to walk in whatever direction he was facing last. “Maybe I’ll find a really big tree…something that might be interesting to me before I forget everything”.