Viral probably had little to hope for with this visit, knowing it was probably going to come up dry when it came to getting any treatment. If he would end up getting something, it was probably going to be either painful or embarrassing. His problem was purely mental and it was hurting all the time, causing great pain every single time whether it was physical or mental, so what was stopping this man from doing all of that but for prolonged periods of time. Running his claws through his hair, he growled a little and turned slightly in his seat, “I know! I know that…I just think…it’s a waste of time…” he muttered, letting out a sigh. He was already difficult enough to deal with and all of this was just going to end up leaving him looking even worse in their eyes, “And if I don’t talk? Why would I talk to a stranger…even if he did help create me…”

He was going to have to face him now, but he wasn’t scared, he just wasn’t. They were right in front of the hospital but it still seemed daunting to stare at, his eyes slowly looking up to the building before he made an annoyed grumble. Going right up to the front door was just stupid; it wasn’t like he was going to run off through the parking lot to escape some guy, so why bother blocking other emergency vehicles. Staring at the driver as he went around attending to the door, he grumbled as he hesitated to come out, frowning when Vegeta seemed adamant about getting him out. Slowly pulling himself out, he straightened himself up and wrapped his cloak around himself some more.

Staring up at the hospital, he frowned a little at the sight of it before he lowered his head, letting out a sigh. This was not going to go well; it was either going to be embarrassing or completely pointless. Even though he had fought for the city once before, those people were dead at the time and wouldn’t recognise him as someone who actively fought for them, despite losing miserably. They would still see him as an oddity and quite frankly he was, but whether they would remember the danger he was to the city had yet to be seen; he would just need to avoid the police, but he did doubt there would be any in here. Looking to Vegeta, he frowned before looking away, “You know I shouldn’t be seen by the humans, so going that way would be best”, he grumbled, folding his arms, “Like I want to go, anyway…I’m not afraid of a little human in a hospital…”