Viral felt awkward for talking about it, his mind not quite settled on expressing everything the others needed to know about him when it made him feel insecure. For all that it was worth, he was trying to improve himself, he needed something other than what he had currently; however, it was proving difficult to keep and even harder to understand new ways to keep himself occupied. Ikura was trying, but he was still angry that he felt that he couldn’t manage anyway, “If these people truly know me then I don’t want to talk to them only to end up scratching their face off because I felt uncomfortable”, he spoke quickly, shaking his head, “I want to show I am worth more than just as an animal or a brute! Having ‘fun’ meeting new people isn’t something I’d think about…” If Ikura was confident he’d be able to handle random strangers then he had another thing coming, especially when he happened to be composed of the most antisocial creatures on the planet.

Frowning, he slowly pulled his plate closer to himself, slowly reaching down each time to sample his food. He didn’t really want to eat too much, it still made him feel pretty ill to imagine it without his pills but he was still going to try while all these people were around him. His mind still wasn’t settled, but at least he was trying. Frowning slightly as he ate, he glanced up at Ikura before narrowing his gaze, growling lightly. That was definitely a confliction in his life, whether he could get fully treated or whether he could go out there and fight. He would definitely be best fighting, but whether he would be happy doing so was definitely another question, “If I return alive. I don’t know what you’ll do with me if I come back dead”, he spoke calmly, staring down at his food, “Fine…I’ll speak to these people when they’re not occupied with everyone else, okay? Maybe it’ll be a farewell gift for if I don’t return alive”.

Shu didn’t like how his mouth was feeling or how his nose was feeling, finding it pretty difficult to cope with it. He hadn’t had spicy food before so this was a completely new experience and all he could feel right now was pain. He was now doubting whether Takeshi would lie about poisoning him because this certainly felt like poison. Finding it hard to cope with, he did try to get the bread but sure enough Yumi was there to rescue him, the waiter placing a glass of milk in his hands instead. Staring at it for only a second before towards Yumi, he pulled it towards himself and drank it down, sniffling a little after taking a good gulp. He didn’t know how to feel right now whether it was confusion or sadness over Takeshi purposely hurting him with food. Looking to the buttered bread, he pulled the plate towards himself before eating it slowly in little bites, “…That hurt and tasted funny…” he squeaked, staring up at Yumi, “Am I going to die…? Why’d that hurt me to eat?”