Shu couldn’t understand how Takeshi had such a lack of senses when it came to being able to sniff out food when he was hungry. He thought all Saiyans could do it since he could and yet there was Takeshi all unable to find his way because he couldn’t follow the smell of food. He was not terribly sure where the way out would be but he didn’t have much of a care either. He wanted to get to the food and he was going to find it whether they wanted him to pop in first or not. He presented himself pretty well in front of others, even if he was a spastic little monkey-boy. Giggling as he ran off down the halls he looked back to Takeshi, eventually deciding to bounce along instead of run. “You just too slow! Silly Takeshi!” he giggled and spun around, bouncing on off down the hallway, turning a corner before finally finding his destination. Coming to a full stop immediately he looked to the table, staring at it before to his friend and his parents. Giving a happy wave he turned around, seeing if Takeshi had found his way.

T’charrl praised his mother highly and knew she was very strong, he felt it many times whenever she slapped him. He would be scared if he had to go up against his mother in battle even with his new strengths and powers. To have someone challenge his mother to a battle for supremacy would be against everything their culture and laws. “Well…i-if they ever have a problem with you, I’ll stand up for you too!” he nodded before raising his shoulders, “I mean…you can do it yourself! I’ll still be there to stand up for you…” T’charrl sure felt he was saying all the wrong things to please his mother, but he would definitely fight for her if anybody opposed her. If he could control himself he could be the strongest fighter on the planet even without his powers. “Don’t worry. It’ll be on my hide if they act out. I promise they’ll behave…” Giving his mother a smile he gasped when the sound of feet could be heard, turning immediately to the door and seeing Shu standing there. Smiling happily he quickly looked up to his mother before to Shu, pointing to an empty chair. “Hello! You can sit here if you want. Food is done!”

Viral was angry at himself for all of these feelings that were haunting him, making him feel terrible for even being alive. He didn’t know why he was still alive when so many things should’ve killed him, yet there he was sitting staring into the ground as if expecting answers from it. If he was alone he would’ve died long ago, but it didn’t help that there was always going to be that seclusion he would feel even when around everyone. They were not going to be around forever and would eventually find interests and ‘Human desires’ elsewhere, at least if he lived that long. It was terrible to think he was going to die this early in his life as everything slowly enclosed upon him and overwhelmed him. Slowly reaching up and rubbing his head he didn’t take notice of Yumi as she decided to approach him, his eyes barely moving when she spoke up. Letting out a grunt he lowered his paw, scratching his face instead. “Thought you wanted to talk to Vegeta about whatever”, he muttered, keeping his eyes to the ground, “’Gossiping’ or whatever it is you lot do…”