T’charrl really hoped things were okay, feeling fairly relieved that the man seemed to be fairly pleasant and happy. He was definitely not wanting to have the man go to his King and upset this apparently pleasant man, creating further tension and making everything go horribly wrong. Maybe there was something else he could do to try and ease tensions, possibly getting the soldiers trained properly to see the difference between a weapon and a lute for starters. He did wonder why they would think that was a worry, especially when the man probably came flying in plain view and if there was any sort of aggressive rebel heading their way why they would go for the one with the lute. Smiling nervously he looked away for a moment, rubbing his neck. “Umm uhh, maybe it’s something to talk to your King about, especially when it’s apparently a big deal for everyone to know in my kingdom”, he spoke lowly, feeling a little too nervous to tell a stranger where he’s been lately. It may had been a big deal to his parents, but it was something he’d rather reveal to someone in an authoritative position rather than be laughed at because they didn’t believe him. “Really? He sounds great. And nobody’s ever tried to kill him?” he asked before quickly shaking his head, “Uhh I-I mean…well uhh, i-it’s been a long war for my family and…I didn’t mean any hostility, just not had a chance to experience such a life, is all. I’d love to have a life like that when I’m King…”

Shu wasn’t too sure whether Takeshi was truthful with that, but he was just hoping the nightmares would eventually go away on their own. If he didn’t think about his experiences too much then maybe they would eventually disappear, but that would mean he would have to stay up for a few nights to full forget the memories. They always returned when he was in silence and sleeping so the solution he saw was to keep up; however, Takeshi would never let him and he would be called silly for thinking such a thing would help him. Squeaking when Takeshi bounced him he let out a groan, slowly rubbing his cheek against Takeshi. “But if he’s busy then he won’t want to…” he spoke lowly, “Why not wait for Mister Viral to get better…? Maybe he’ll see me then? I don’t know…I’m not too good at thinking things…” Hoping to recover from his sleepiness with Takeshi’s help his eyes soon went to what was going on in the building, looking around slowly before looking down to the stairs as Takeshi climbed up them. Watching as they passed his vision he looked back to Takeshi upon hearing his suggestion, curious to how that might help. “Ooh? Maybe…would it have windows?” he asked before sighing, wrapping his tail around Takeshi, “Can I hold you close to me when we go too…? It might move a lot and then it gets squishy and I don’t like it when it gets squishy and movings much…”