Shu was pretty stuck, still not quite getting the hang of taking off his top. He barely ever needed to do that, he would just sleep in his clothes without much thought put into how he should sleep otherwise. Giving his head a quick shake, he quickly looked to Takeshi and smiled at him, watching him put on his shirt as if analysing the proper way to do it. With Viral at least trying to get up and about now, he watched him curiously before frowning, seeing how much he was struggling. He wasn’t changing back, that would be a problem; then again, maybe he just needed to have some sort of influence until he knew how to change back. With Viral not having hunger or murder in his eyes, he slowly backed off from where Takeshi was sitting and stood up, “Takeshi…did we complete our adventure? What do we do now?”

Viral didn’t have a clue why he looked like this or how he ended down in this room, but whatever the reason everyone had managed to find him and he was made into quite the spectacle. He didn’t like how large the room was, he could do with being elsewhere completely like in a small room by himself where no passer-by could find him. Grunting as he tried to get up with Vegeta’s help, finding it a little difficult when he was feeling pretty terrible mentally and physically. He was able to get into a seated position, one that was pretty similar to how a cat would sit without him meaning to before he lifted his paws up and rubbed his head. He was so sore, he felt like he missed a lot and with his mind only just returning.

Groaning in response to Vegeta telling him to relax, he couldn’t quite tell him to do such a thing when he was a fairly large furry lifeform. Trying to ease his headache, he looked to Vegeta before growling and snarling at him, his lips looking as if they were trying to vocalise with him but he just couldn’t. Giving his throat a rub, he turned away slightly, letting out a huff. Letting out a growl, he made a grab for his scarf and swung it around his neck, trying to maintain some sort of dignity that he might had otherwise lost with whatever he was doing previously. He didn’t understand what he had become; his other form had sense to it considering it was the ultimate fusion of shark and feline, but with this he was just pure feline and even sitting up he was pretty tall. He had no idea how he was supposed to express himself or tell them how he was feeling; he could barely hold his scarf nevermind a large pen if he tried to write down how he was feeling.