Viral probably wanted to know if his energy was actually possible to use and twist into something that could be considered useful for others, seeing as how his energy was as useful as creating spontaneous fires. It didn’t help when his energy was so different to others and was often considered unstable, but if he had to go about fixing that instability problem then he would need to not use it altogether. If there was some way to find use in it and not just have it being as destructive as it is then at least when there was something holding onto his energy there would be some use for it. Vegeta sounded as if he had tried to use his energy for something at some point, but his quickness to snap showed he was anything but willing to reveal what he actually tried in the past. Looking to Vegeta when he spoke up again, Viral frowned upon the knowledge that he had thought about some pretty nasty experiments involving him. The worst aspect was probably knowing if Vegeta ever decided to change his mind because he was furious at him he might just decide to do some of these things, “Comforting…really. Nice to know there’s always the possibility if you ever wanted to be evil…”

Viral was certainly finding it difficult to express beyond his concerns of what might happen to what was actually going to happen to him. He didn’t know what kind of tests or experiments will be conducted to get him back to normal, but what he did know was it was pretty painful to have present. He wasn’t going to say how sore it actually was considering how much Vegeta and Yumi were reacting to what has happened to him. It would be stupid to go and say something like that when they were already overly concerned with his current condition without him saying how sore his head was or how uncomfortable it was to lay down on his back. Letting out a groan, he slowly moved his head, “You won’t eat in an hour and you know it…you’ll just keep working and forget…” he grumbled with a sigh, “I swear, if you don’t in an hour…I’m leaving…” Unsure to how he might just do such a thing, he kept quiet until Vegeta decided to ask him a pretty difficult question to answer, a frown appearing pretty quickly, “When I changed…is a pretty difficult question”, he frowned, scratching his side with a single claw quite pathetically as if that was all he could muster, “I was fighting first…then I don’t know. I got charged somehow and the impact triggered something with my energy…then I tried using my feline form to stabilise it and then nothing; I can’t remember beyond that…just your stupid face and Yumi hanging over me…”

Shu was a little embarrassed to hear he had been talking in his sleeping, still feeling that his nightmares and unsettled nights shouldn’t be talked about. He didn’t want to talk about it since everything else remained normal when he didn’t say what was bothering him at night, especially when it was pretty normal for him now. Pressing his fingers together with his head held low, squeaking when Takeshi slung his arm around him. Looking up to Takeshi, Shu stared at him with a frown before giving a little nod, smiling again, “That sounds…nice. If it’s okay”, he spoke, his tail wiggling around, “I don’t want to be in the way of other things too though, okay? I don’t want to get in the way of things that are really important like time is counting down to them! I don’t have a short time to try and learn…so maybe I shouldn’t be getting in the way of everything…”

Shu certainly wasn’t sure of himself when it came to being around others that he generally felt uncomfortable being around, especially when that person nearly caused him to change last time. He was afraid of a number of things because of that and didn’t like being near those who caused it in the first place. Shaking his fists a little in protest, Shu squeaked, “You know what I mean! You did it and it was nice! I trusted you!” he spoke up, giving Takeshi a poke in the arm, “You still bought me food and that was a nice thing, even if you didn’t like me. I liked you!” Getting all worked up for all the wrong reasons, Shu bounced on his feet a bit before shaking his head, giving his hair a quick scratching through, “I don’t think he’ll like me anyway even if I try, but if he’ll like you then that’s fine. Everybody will probably be in their rooms unless they’re hungry like me! I’m hungry…I hope Friend T’charrl is hungry too…”