Viral grumbled, not believing in the reasoning that was being given to him. If people wanted to learn how to fight they would go and look at the material available about Goku and all the other fighters then learn how to do what they knew; hell, they’d probably seek his old masters instead. He wouldn’t want to be around other humans anyway; it was a silly suggestion, “Your reasons for training me aren’t because you wanted me to become a teacher! I can’t teach humans the things I can do, even then the stuff I was taught came from humans in the first place. People like Takeshi will always want to look to the old masters; even Yumi decided going to some idiot in the city was better than learning from me”. He was a little bitter that Yumi and Vegeta had given up learning from him, but he couldn’t do anything about it now since it was in the past. It was their decision to go on different paths and he couldn’t do anything about it.

Viral was definitely a little confused over the man’s purpose for giving him the card, especially when he had trouble using phones in the first place; the numbers on phones just weren’t built for his large fingers. Not entirely sure to what he could ask from the man, he glanced at Ikura before shrugging, not finding it quite as crystal clear as he was hoping for the explanation, “Great…if I knew what to ask him for”, he sighed, feeling pretty clueless. The name of the charity didn’t give any hints to what he could ask about. It probably shouldn’t matter so much; he certainly didn’t have any idea to what could be asked meaning there probably wasn’t anything. Frowning a little, he raised his eyebrow at Ikura, “Are you calling me needy? Great, he does philanthropy, but shouldn’t everyone who runs a charity? I shouldn’t be needy…shouldn’t need to feel it either…”

Worrying that he was beginning to question his life currently, there was yet another distraction before any other guest could be located. Looking to Ikura before seeing what he was waving at a small group of people. Looking between them all, he frowned slightly before staring at the man of the group as he gave him a staring back. He didn’t know if the man was intimidated or otherwise, but it wasn’t making him feel settled or anything. Narrowing his gaze, he turned his attention to the conversation between Ikura and his daughter. He didn’t know whether he should be so close to this group seeing as how the conversation was more for them and didn’t need him butting in. Folding his arms, he looked elsewhere as he waited for the conversation to pass.

The pair probably had a lot to catch up on and this was all a personal matter, plus with them arriving here it gave them time to talk before the cake was dished out. Sighing, he felt the eyes of another on him this time, the little child staring at him. Frowning slightly, he looked behind himself as if checking to see what the girl was looking at only for him to turn around and the girl grabbing his hair. Gasping a little, he tried to pull his head away but had the girl had a pretty solid grip on his hair, “Agh, that’s not-…I’m not a teddy! C’mon, that hurts…” He didn’t know what he was supposed to do, his hands looking like he was trying to grab the girl’s hand but he couldn’t actually get his fingers close considering he was trying to be too careful with his claws.