Choi shook himself once he had finally been allowed to release T’charrl, patting down his hair and trying to rid it of the strange dust. It was pretty nasty and he didn’t even know what it was, but whatever it was made Yumi sneeze before and that could never be anything good. Managing to get T’charrl down in a suitable position was just the start of it all, but now they had to try and wake him up. Staring down at him, he slowly rubbed his chin as Yumi made an attempt to wake him up but nothing appeared to be happening, “…You don’t think he’s dead, do you?” he asked, slowly moving forward to try and get a look at T’charrl. He didn’t look dead, but who knew with these aliens, “Does he have a pulse? I mean…it’s worth checking, right? He was sleeping when we found him so he was low on energy in that giant form and now he could…you know, have no energy…”

Kai gave a look back at Takeshi, not sure whether he should be concerned about their destination. The alien probably washed with water sometime so a little water probably wasn’t that bad, “Maybe he was rolling around in the trash when they found him or drooling all over himself, so probably had to wash him”, he shrugged, not all up for getting the youngest kid all worried and asking too many questions, “Maybe it was the kid you took in that did something and you’re not supposed to come see incase you flip out. Either way, we’re here. So maybe you can see for yourself”. Looking to the door, he trusted Choi and T’charrl were already in there and that he somehow managed to get ahead of them. Opening the door, he took a peek in before sighing, calling in, “Anyone in here? Brought some pals…”

Viral was just going to die if he was going to fall behind this much and nobody realised this, especially when he felt the need to go into battle everytime. He just had no way to keep up with these people, lowering his head a little in consideration to what might happen to him. Who knew when they had to fight again and if it would end up being the Saiyan forces, then he’d just have to be sitting on the sidelines watching everything happening to everyone else. Waiting for an answer from Vegeta and a possible solution to his problems, he became increasingly impatient as Vegeta took longer each time to give him a straight answer with one eventually coming out. Immediately letting out an annoyed grumble, he narrowed his gaze before snapping back, “I’m not that’s stressed, damnit! Just-…bah, whatever! Fine! If I can’t do anything by myself and that’s the best you’re going to give me, then fine…but if I fall behind then it’s on your hands, so don’t make me fall behind!”