Shu was feeling a little worried, he didn’t want the idea that he was missing some memory now to be a complete problem for them and that he’d eventually remember everything. Yumi looked especially anxious about it all, something he definitely wanted to prevent when he hated seeing people all upset over things that were related to him. Forcing a smile a little bit, he watched Yumi’s actions before frowning once more, feeling a little bit depressed all of a sudden. Maybe once this really bad headache cleared he’d be able to remember a little more, but as of right now it was a little hard when everything was buzzing and he didn’t have the strength to move. Watching as she directed her attention back to him, he smiled a little, closing his eyes when she touched his nose for a moment before looking up at her with a little concern, “They did…? Oh…finish things…? What do you mean? I don’t understand…”

Viral was probably feeling the pain a lot more than he should had been at this point, his now burn wounds were continuing to sear and make it incredible uncomfortable to remain where he was. Anything was better than this right now, probably even receiving the wound in the first place, but he was being incredibly quiet about it and could only slowly pull his claws out of the table as Vegeta quickly took his leave. He was a fair bit angry right now, both at himself and at everything that was happening to him. Everything was just getting worse; he had managed to be beaten by a bunch of aliens and couldn’t protect anyone, who knew how he’d do against soldiers of the King.

T’charrl felt pretty proud of himself; despite what Takeshi might think, he hadn’t actually done first aid to someone other than himself, especially to an alien. He did look to the kitchen to see what was going on there, but he was more hoping to wash his hands rather than see what was going on in there. The other alien was pretty scary; he didn’t know whether he’d be attacked again. Frowning a little, he looked back to Takeshi with a little smile, “Oh, o-okay. Your kind has really sensitive stomachs…?” he asked curiously, raising his hand a little when Takeshi winced before looking away again. Feeling a little put off by his reactions, he looked back at him before frowning a little, feeling a little rejected, “Get going…? Just like that?” he asked, looking away for a moment before gasping a little as Vegeta spoke up.

He didn’t really want to go and see Viral, even if the guy needed help. He didn’t have much of his medicine left and had only managed to grab a little more than the usual amount before he had to rush out of his home. Looking into his pouches, he frowned a little, one of his hands pressing against his cane, “Uhh…h-help him…?” he questioned him, his eyes going to Takeshi when he spoke. He was a little nervous to say the least; he didn’t know how he was supposed to treat someone who tried to attack him when he tried to help in the first place. Slowly but nervously moving to the kitchen, he stopped short of going in as he turned to look to Vegeta again, “Uhhh, c-can you maybe, umm…I don’t know, uhh, not let him claw me if I can help him? I mean, he tried before…so maybe just hold him incase he does…”