This man was insane if he thought going through the torturous experience again would help, especially when any other normal being would have died long ago from it. Viral knew he was going to be worse off if he went through that; it may work with a human, but no human could live through what he had to experience. Feeling pretty close to leaving, he gave a glance to the door before back to Ikura, growling lowly as he backed up on his chair, “Of course I’m not fond of that suggestion! That method may work for humans, but incase you never noticed when you were making me I am not a human! Hell, I’m not even in the same class as organic creatures! Just stop thinking I’m like a human…that’s not going to get you anywhere! And it’s not going to get me anywhere…”

This all seemed pointless; this ‘help’ he was supposed to be receiving wasn’t helpful in the slightest and just sounded like suggestions overall. This was not helping him in the slightest and it felt pretty awful, but maybe one problem that was causing the worst of them all around, at least in regards to hurting people. Slowly rubbing his head, he frowned a little as he stared at Ikura, “Great…however you’ll get me to do that”, he muttered, feeling a little down. The process of eating seemed easy enough, he had done it before with the fish, but he still felt ill after it and had managed to spark something in him that certainly didn’t help with the situation much. Scratching his stomach slowly, he looked a little confused, “My emotional state? I hate myself”, he grumbled, folding his arms, “How disgusting and disgraceful…literally sick to my stomach! It’s one thing hunting and killing animals, but tearing apart someone screaming at you in your language? I’d like to see you handle something like that…”