Shu shook his head quickly in dismissal, knowing he wasn’t tricked, “Noooo! I went to you by myself so I was not caught in the game. You just couldn’t catch me!” he smiled happily, amusing himself by making Takeshi sound like he had given up. He went to Takeshi by himself without helping, “I would bite you if you caught me! All chomp-chomp on your arm!” On the subject of what he was to be taught, Takeshi really didn’t appear to have any sort of clue to what he was going to do with him. Tilting his head a little, he felt a bit lost over what he was supposed to be doing now that he was close to Takeshi after he had given up trying to chase him down. Listening intently, he stared at him before frowning a little, “Ooh, maybe I learn some other way”, he spoke, thinking about it for a moment before looking back to Takeshi, getting all excited again, “Ooh! Afterimage? That’s such a strange name…” Thinking about it, maybe it was the thing Takeshi demonstrated to him that made him a little scared, possibly being something pretty good to learn too, “I wanna learn…who else knew it? Did you learn it yourself?”

T’charrl really wasn’t feeling tired, he just wanted to move on with everything though and usually sleeping helped with that. This time there was no way out of his plaguing thoughts when he was the one who will continue having the problems even after sleep, meaning he would have to figure it out for himself eventually. He was in such a big predicament and he had no way to get out of it, but he didn’t have the courage to ask anyone else for help. Being feared was no fun, he didn’t know how bad guys enjoyed it when he just felt miserable for it. He had to get it together, he was just going to molt all over the place if he remained stressed out and that was no fun for anyone. Wandering into the corner of the room and sat down in it, overall just trying to feel better so that he might just figure out how to get stronger by himself.

Viral felt pretty embarrassed by this whole ordeal considering they were all pressuring him to learn how to do these ‘tricks’ that could end up being a disaster with him not being able to do it at all. He’d disappoint his creators greatly if he couldn’t do it, failing his orders and disgracing himself. Getting frustrated, he glared at Vegeta before looking away, “Hmph, if it takes a lot of anger to go Super Saiyan, I’m surprised you never did when you punched me in the gut”, he grunted before looking back to him, “I doubt it’s only emotions, the first time it got out of control involved mental torture that left me feeling numb! Then there was the pain and all those bloody voices…hmph, it’s probably a lot more than simple emotion”. Trying with emotion was worth a try in a sense, but it didn’t feel as if it would help in the long run when he did try to change without it tearing his head apart. Narrowing his gaze, he sighed and moved back a little, “Fine, we can do that…” he spoke, rubbing his shoulder, “Look, you’ll have to deal with the fact that if I do somehow manage to change, I am not going to be able to guarantee I will be able to hold back. I lost my mind when I discovered my second form, nor do I have a very clear mind in my other form either. What makes you think I’ll be able to hold back?”