Viral was getting annoyed at Vegeta for all the wrong reasons, his paranoia kicking in pretty greatly over Vegeta’s dull done and reactions. He didn’t have much to go on other than the tone of his words and even that was finding answers in nothing. It sure was making him feel angry having to listen to such dull responses all the time, “Well maybe if something was found already then maybe I could be free to do what I wanted by myself! Sorry…” he snapped but quickly apologised, finding it hard to keep a cool head. Throwing the papers down again he sat down, rubbing his head. If he could just think for a minute then maybe he could at least try to help himself, but as of right now it was too difficult to think passed the continuous pain this presented him. Finding it a little aggravating that others still held information on him he slowly rubbed his shoulder, trying to think passed the rage that was all built up inside him, “The enemy already has data on me…both the King and the RRA so what does it matter? The King already knows how to nullify my energy, he’s done it before, remember? The King probably did this to me…he must know…it’s stupid hanging around here trying to find answers when I could go after him myself…” Shu knew Yumi could help him calm down if things got too heated for him, but he also knew there was no way he was going to be able to convince her to come and help him when she had her own stuff to worry about. She needed time for her own activities and to be with one of those twins, not having to worry over what he was doing all the time. His own predicament was proving to be fruitless to try and help so far and even Takeshi didn’t know what to do. Slowly sitting down with him he slowly bumped forward, tilting his head, “I don’t know, I mean…it’s pretty hard to think about it when I can barely think when it’s happening…” He wanted to help himself but he didn’t know how, knowing he was completely stuck at the same time. It felt like a really bad problem waiting to be solved but he didn’t have the mental capacity to think through it. Frowning a little, looking to Takeshi he thought of only one way around it, “Maybe…we can do something else? Can’t think of things, best not to think of things; do different things! Maybe? There’s lots of things to do instead! Don’t need to do this stuff, right?”