Viral had absolutely no idea what he was supposed to do, his instincts did not exist in this kind of environment. He wasn’t used to being around so many people or anything for that manner that had the slightest bit of colour. It was like getting lost in a crowd, even if this was a pretty small crowd. It probably wasn’t doing all that much for his mentality at the moment except for feeling surprised, but the uncertainty he was feeling and feeling lost had him wondering this was a good idea and whether he should just leave everyone be. If Yumi wasn’t actually going to help him then he was going to have to go to someone else and hope they might be able to help, possibly Vegeta or something. Feeling lost at your own event was probably the worst feeling you could have and it was one he didn’t want to have to experience for long.

While Shu was definitely willing to learn all he could, the sound of food right now was the best thing he could hope for. He was definitely starving and hearing about cakes and other goodies made him all the more excited to try these things. Knowing that Yumi might bake for him was thrilling, but his curiosity lay with the thought of Saiyans eating sweets and what kind they were, “Oooohhh…would I ever be able to try out Saiyan sweets?” he asked up quickly, staring at Takeshi, “I want to know what they’re like! Not from their planet, though…I mean, from somewhere else…” Definitely a little curious now, he almost forgot that the food was out and he would be able to eat what he wanted. Bouncing around happily, he reached out and tried to pull at Takeshi, “Eat now? Yes? What do we do after eating? Cake eating? If I ever have something like this, I would be happy having just my friends with me”.

Viral had a problem with understanding what he was supposed to do and knowing he was supposed to lead definitely made him feel uncomfortable. Vegeta was just questioning what he was doing rather than giving him answers, but it wasn’t anything too uncomfortable to answer quite yet. Letting out a sigh, he stared at Vegeta as he spoke before shrugging, “Now my only concern is how many people know I exist and who I can’t remember from where I know them from”. Having the knowledge of people knowing you as opposed to you knowing who they might be had him concerned on a number of levels, but he probably shouldn’t be so concerned when they didn’t appear too suspicious. Looking to the table, he nodded a little and slowly made his way to the table, “Hopefully this lasts long because I have no idea what I’m supposed to do at this…party…” Walking up to the table, he calmly slipped into one of the chairs and stared at all the other guests, feeling a little confused and slightly embarrassed. He didn’t much know how to handle being the centre of attention, his claws slowly lifting his scarf up a tiny bit over his face. Even the giant bug-alien wasn’t getting as much attention as he was and that was still a lot.