Shu gave Viral a quick look before giving Takeshi a smile, hoping his confidence was going to count where it mattered. If Viral was going to be okay and they could continue their exploration, he was pretty happy about that and would trust his brother with that. Looking back towards Yumi, he gave a little wave to her, tilting his head a little when Takeshi mentioned clothes, “I gave you my clothes…but okay!” he nodded, feeling the chill a little even though he had a lot of hair himself. Giving his chest a quick scratch, he looked down at himself before being snatched by Takeshi, almost falling over his feet as he was dragged away, “Ah! Uhhh huh, umm…bye!” He didn’t know what the hurry was for unless Takeshi really was that cold; he thought wearing boxers was just as good as wearing anything at all. He did wonder what else there was on the ship, but he still couldn’t help but feel concerned about his friend at the same time.

Viral felt pretty well and truly humiliated by his appearance, he probably looked completely stupid and not to mention everything just felt completely confusing for him to experience. He felt really rather strange and while he was fully aware of what was going on, he still felt strange urges to do strange things. He wasn’t going to even try to think of doing them upon knowing his peers had a good chance of witnessing it, most likely, when he first changed like this. Frowning, he stared at Vegeta as he spoke, somewhat hoping that was true. He didn’t feel all that fantastic; in fact, he felt heavy and pretty lazy at the moment. He could smell fresh meat still, his breath reeking of it as well. He must have eaten something, hopefully not someone and they were just covering it up to make him feel better.

Letting out a groan, his attention went to Yumi whose words didn’t exactly give him confidence all that much, especially with how she split up her question. It made it sound like she didn’t know if he was going to remain this way until Earth or for the rest of his life. He didn’t think it would be for the rest of his life, his genes weren’t programmed like that; however, Yumi thinking it just made him worry a little. Slowly scratching his chest, he brought up his claws and stared at them. His claws sure were large and definitely sharp, giving his finger tip a squeeze causing his claw to push out before bringing up both his paws, unsheathing them all. They were monsters and even just looking around the room made him feel just like one. He had caused a lot of damage and quite a mess with bits of meat here and there and near enough everything was just scratched, even far up the wall near the door.

Letting out an annoyed growl, he slowly tried to stand up himself, wobbling on his feet a little as he tried to get used to them. He didn’t realise how much he towered over them, but then again he was probably as big as the biggest feline on Earth when standing up. He felt heavy, giving his stomach an aching rub. While he did feel fairly full, he wasn’t used to it considering it had been well over a year now since he had felt anywhere close to this. It made him feel very tired, like he wanted to just curl up and sleep. Giving his head a shake before scratching his ear, he looked down at her when she moved forward only for her to pick up his cleaver and act like it was a toy. Growling, he just ended up roaring at her in anger before abruptly halting, turning away from her and walked away from her towards the pile of his old ripped clothes. He couldn’t recall anything, but he guessed this was where he first transformed and lying in the pile was his old belt. While still intact, it hadn’t disappeared when his transformation kicked in. Of course it didn’t, he didn’t have his cleaver with him. Growling lowly, he slowly bent down, picking it up and analysing it for any damage. It certainly looked alright thanks to its safety release. Frowning a little, he looked towards the door but felt hesitant to go anywhere near it, not feeling too certain that there was nobody else around that might see him like this. He didn’t want to be in this room any longer, he wanted out when it did nothing more than make him feel uncomfortable.