Shu watched T’charrl in fascination, the guy getting it pretty quickly compared to how he managed on his first try. He looked like a natural with channelling energy, but then again from what he understood it was something he did often before this anyway. Feeling pretty happy, he watched his energy curiously before looking down at his own hands as he tried to do what his brother and friend did as well. Gathering his energy was pretty wild as usual, his energy buzzing as he tried to keep it under control. It was definitely pretty difficult trying to keep it in a decent and constant shape, trying hard to keep it together like T’charrl. He wasn’t interested in competing, but he did want to get to the same level of practice that T’charrl was at while keeping at his, especially when being a Saiyan meant being quick to learn Ki. Feeling pretty pleased with his creation, he stared at it before he threw it out into the sea only for it to explode before it even touched the water.

T’charrl hoped he was doing it right; his energy didn’t seem to want to behave quite like Takeshi’s one. Shu’s one appeared pretty unstable, but he thought that was normal for the kid considering he was young and probably too full of energy to control it properly. Feeling a little less confident in himself, he kept a hold of his own energy, staring at it before releasing it after Shu threw his. While it didn’t pop like Shu’s did, it sliced the water before finally exploding. Feeling proud of himself for a second, he soon moved back a little, rubbing his claws together, “Was that okay…? Was it supposed to do that?”

Viral wasn’t sure what to tell this man, probably because he was a little dazed and wasn’t entirely sure what this man was wanting from him. Finding answers was hard, his mind having a good dance around with his hands pressing against his head to try and control it. Not looking like he was in any pain at least, he sighed heavily and continued to stare downwards, feeling pretty light as Roshi continued to question him, “Bad things for fun…like fighting…and killing”, he muttered, slowly removing his hands from his head and going back to playing around with the grass, looking rather content. He didn’t have to think this hard today until now, but Roshi was once again giving him difficult questions as he continued on, “No...I don’t know these stupid things…” he grumbled, shaking his head slowly, “I don’t have a birthday…how should I know how old…? I don’t count my age; there’s no point”.