Shu felt he probably should have been inside somewhere by now if he couldn’t feel his nose all that well, feeling as if he had been outside way too long and bouncing around way too much. Sniffling a little to try and make it feel better, he gave it a wipe before Takeshi soon came over and took the scarf. Watching as he moved it around himself, Shu moved his head back a little as he watched it being wrapped around and closing his eyes when it was wrapped around his face. Not sure what Takeshi was doing at first he soon opened his eyes, feeling around his face at the scarf before making a brief bounce, “Ooh! All wrapped up warm and nice!” he squeaked, bouncing forward a few times and closer to Takeshi, “It smells funny, but my nose isn’t cold! Maybe Mister Big Narbu has some nice bandages to wrap up your hands because you touched Mister Viral’s energy…”

Viral knew he wouldn’t be feeling so weak if Vegeta hadn’t taken so much energy out of him, but whether it was needed or accidental he couldn’t be bothered to question him about. He was completely drained and it felt completely awful, his head too heavy to lift properly. He was in pain still, but he had felt worse he was sure. Staring at Yumi as he tried to figure out what her motive was, he sighed in annoyance, “…Did not…” He sounded slurred as if just woken up and was definitely self-aware, letting out a groan, “Barely did…anything…” He couldn’t remember much at all and his head was in too much pain to try and force a memory to appear, his only hope that it would disappear. If he did start fighting the other Narbu then they would have been in trouble, knowing they were nothing compared to the Chieftain. He didn’t know whether he won or lost, but if he didn’t make it to the time needed then it was definitely a lost to him. He needed to win at something, but when he had no idea what had happened it was difficult to feel annoyed at what happened.

What a mess he was in and how embarrassing, especially when he could barely make it through a fight before he needed help. He was supposed to be a powerful warrior, but he was forced to rely on others to pull him out of the bad times. Trying to move around so that maybe he could sit himself up properly, Viral watched the Narbu moving around to them with some sort of drink. He really didn’t want to drink it but Yumi took it for him anyway, a frown appearing on his face before he tried to look away. He found his head not really moveable for some reason, but he could barely move his arms to try and see why. His arms felt heavy and numb, so maybe it was best that he didn’t try to take the drink without Yumi taking it; however, it didn’t mean it was something he wanted to take in the first place.