T’charrl wasn’t in the mood for Takeshi acting all fine and dandy when he obviously wasn’t, still feeling a little annoyed that he didn’t accept the offer to close his wounds. He was trying to do something good for once in this disgusting form of his and yet he was still denied. For now, all he could do was wrap up the alien to make sure he wasn’t going anywhere, the thin yet strong strands being his own natural silk. It would take some effort to cut into this stuff, but despite that he didn’t have a care as to whether the man would ever be able to free his arms from it or will have to put up with it for a very long time, especially after all of this nonsense. He found Takeshi’s decision to get out of there quickly to be annoying when he needed to find shelter and nourishment before even thinking of leaving. He was much too big to go in the carrier while some of these aliens looked ready to shoot him with something that could only be pretty painful. Watching Takeshi place Shu down and fly off, slowly he lowered himself down to the ground and let out a sigh, trying to use the ground to cool down while passively hoping he wouldn’t fall unconscious and not get attacked if he changed back.

Shu flinched a little at Takeshi socking that guy one, but it had to be done if they were going to advance any with their quest. They needed to get this guy under their control somehow, even as T’charrl wrapped him up with some strange thread. Tilting his head a little, his eyes soon went to Takeshi as he took off before back to T’charrl who looked close to napping instead. He was a little nervous now, especially when there were a lot of people still around and making all sorts of strange noises at them. Looking around at them slowly, he frowned a little before pulling himself towards T’charrl a little bit more, his eyes looking to the sky hoping Takeshi wouldn’t be too long.