Shu was pretty okay with his enemies not liking him, but he still didn’t really know how to feel about normal people not liking him all that much. He was used to it, everyone thought he was weird, but it was a case of whether they were just not accepting for what he was or whether they really didn’t like him just because. He wasn’t completely convinced he could win the affections of a mother he never knew; she was going to be essentially a stranger to him and right back to her he was not going to know who she was. He would see her for Takeshi’s happiness and hope it might grant him a little bit of happiness himself, feeling as if he was missing something in his life so far. Giving Takeshi a smile, he slowly looked away again, pressing his fingers together still, “I guess so, I’m just worried is all”, he spoke, looking back up to him, “I mean, just incase she doesn’t like me, maybe I should be prepared for that and know I might be met with disappointment…but I’ll stay positive! I don’t mind whether she’ll love me or not”.

Viral was definitely taking advantage of this opportunity, seeing as how he was the victim in this and not exactly recovered from the damage he had to endure because of his antics. Even though it was Vegeta who had managed to cause most of the damage to his body, it was Korian who allowed him to do such a thing. For his pain, he deserved his demands to be fulfilled. Holding his ground, he stared at him as he spoke before letting out a sigh, “And you think I know about family? Besides…you’re a Saiyan, what do you know about family?” he spoke bitterly, letting out a huff, “Tch, estranged indeed…” Despite Yumi and Vegeta always declaring he was part of their family, he still couldn’t connect to that thought the same way they did. They weren’t his blood, whoever donated their genes to make him were his parents. The true meaning would always be lost to him, something he had lost when his memory was wiped.

Now seeing if Korian would meet his demands, that was another thing he would have to see. He was completely willing to push for his demands if he was ever going to forgive this man for what he did, shoving him into a spot that would otherwise cause him to submit and be unable to get out of unless he met his demands. Giving him a strong glare as he took a little longer than he would had liked to make a decision, he was about to shout at him some more until he finally spoke up with his decision. Grinning a little at the reaction he took to that, he knew he was in the clear for now but Korian was insistent on making a quick side comment about it, “Tch, ‘war’…if you say so”, he spoke, holding his arm as if pretending to fold them. He knew that claim for pardons meant if he did anything truly criminal on his own free will then the contract would be null, he knew he would have to be out of his normal state of mind for it to work. He didn’t care, it wasn’t as if Korian was going to notice if he ever decided to become a criminal once the war was apparently over. With all that being said, he grinned a little as he held out his hand, “That also means you give us a map of all your claimed locations…updated. We will want to know what we can find and where, you know”, he spoke, narrowing his gaze a little, “And if you ever call us for help…I don’t care what the others decide, just don’t be so pathetic with your calls…”