Shu didn’t know whether the moving around Viral was doing was a good thing or a bad thing, especially since he seemed to be awfully sore now and pretty tired. Eating all that food must have really worn him down or it had made him really ill. He hoped he was just going to be worn down; he didn’t want his friend to be ill again when he had such an improvement before. Letting out a sigh, he looked to Takeshi when he decided to sit down instead, frowning a little as he slowly moved backwards before stopping, tilting his head a little at the question, “Umm…okay”, he nodded, pulling up his shirt quickly before stopping halfway, giving it several tugs before he sat down, tilting towards Takeshi, “I’m stuck again…”

Viral didn’t want to get up, feeling all too groggy to get up without having any sort of bearing to what was going on or why he was even there. Yawning a little, he let out a sigh noise before looking to Yumi, staring at the scarf as she picked it up and showed it to him. Snorting, he closed his eyes again as he tried to get over everything that was being blasted at him. He wasn’t aware that there was anything different with him, only that he was on the floor somehow and Yumi was in front of him pulling memories out of his head that he didn’t understand. Slowly moving his arm around, he pressed it against the floor a moment as he tried to roll over some more. His mind was certainly coming together pretty quickly, but there was always going to be that pain in his head that was just making it hard to hear everything that was going on.

Whatever they were on about it was definitely getting annoying, seeing as how he had a mega headache. Closing his eyes, he tried to block them out before his gaze slowly went towards Vegeta when he spoke up instead. Passing over the scarf, he couldn’t help but frown a little as he spoke about it. Staring down at the scarf, he listened to him reminisce about it, but he didn’t understand what point he was trying to make out of it either. Calling him ‘brother’ was a bit much, but ‘change back’ confused him. Moving his paw around, he stared at it for a moment before ending up horribly confused. Immediately pulling back, he felt up and down his chest before around at his feet, grabbing his tail and giving it a tug. Panicked, he tried to stand up but not making any real progress, his feet kicking across the ground in a poor attempt to stand. He didn’t know how to change back; he hadn’t experienced this before and was more ready to see a big scaly set of claws, not a fairly large fluffy one.