Shu didn’t much care for what things smelled like to announce them as plain as day when they weren’t unusual, at least when accounting for Takeshi’s particular smell. He often smelled funny and Shu didn’t much care, but when something smelled unusual he was quick to point it out. He didn’t get to go near Viral too much to understand what he might smell like, but it didn’t bother him and made him curious to what it could be since he wasn’t too familiar with the other smell. Feeling pretty curious, he quickly looked to Takeshi when he appeared bothered by his smelly nature, giving him a smile, “Ooh! I’m sure you will later”, he spoke quickly, bouncing around him, “Don’t get upset over not yet”. Shu didn’t know what was supposed to be dangerous about taking medicine, especially when he had been told it was always good for him to take when he needed it. He felt pretty confused, tilting his head at his dismissal, “But everyone says medicine is good so why would it not be?”

Viral wished he could find the energy to move and get up, feeling as if he was becoming lazier with each minute he spent lying down like this. If he was supposed to find a way to recover his energy then lying around like this wasn’t going to help when there was no sun or solar power in here to recover. That device Vegeta put on him was still clinging to him, probably not doing him any good too. He didn’t know whether it actually worked properly or if he was just being used as a test subject. Not feeling all too happy right now, he did accept the drink but was quick to recognise it, frowning at Yumi’s doubts, “Aghh…like you’ve tried Narbu…” Narbu alcohol was pretty high quality and usually hard to come by, that is unless you’re an Elite of the King. Just because he was under the King’s control didn’t mean he couldn’t drink a Saiyan under the table.

Not entirely happy at seeing Takeshi treating his cleaver like an item awkwardly deserving to be carried around, Viral stared at Takeshi and watched as he slowly laid his cleaver down, frowning at the sight of it and what Takeshi said, “You…lost my stuff…” he muttered, sounding pretty annoyed, “I trusted you…” Not entirely sure what to make of Shu using his scarf in such a way, he watched the kid place it down with his cleaver before his eyes went to Takeshi as he immediately took a drink. Watching him carefully, he smirked a little when he immediately downed the drink as if it was water only to be pleasantly surprised. Chuckling a little, he soon found it too painful to do and soon stopped, “…Idiot…you’d drink sewage so long as it was in a cup…”