Viral never knew how to react to these hugs, but he knew it was supposed to be intimate and that was what truly worried him. He wasn’t someone who could find fear in something like this, but if someone got too close then there could only be trouble for both participants. He didn’t want it to happen to anyone who got too close to him so hugs were a very negative response only giving him regret that he was even the focus of affection, “Could fall on you…” he groaned, trying to find a way to pull forward as he slowly fell back, his body going back to sitting up again once she let go. Giving his head a slow rub he let out a groan, frowning lightly before looking to Yumi. He didn’t think she quite understood what it felt like to have to wait for either death, madness or the slight chance he was going to get better, especially when the variants were simply too great to underestimate. He didn’t think it was a good wait at all when it meant there was three possible outcomes and all of them were pretty worrying, “Depends on if there’s anything wrong…or this is what was meant to happen. I was never given a lifespan…and then you get the other experiments…” he spoke lowly before letting out a sigh, slowly moving his arms back onto the table, “…Am I allowed coffee if I can’t have alcohol, or is that off limits with this medication…”

Choi knew how to fight and knew he could truly beat Takeshi down if he was just given the chance, but of course that meant he would need to try hard. He used to be the lower teammate in their little group, but he was determined to show off just how much he had grown since their last encounter. Throwing in a series of punches he tried to catch Takeshi off-guard with a burst of energy, he quickly went on the defensive once Takeshi began to move, his arms being thrown up to block a forced palm but was forced back slightly, his fists immediately going straight in again which hit against Takeshi’s own. He was far from going easy on him just because it was Takeshi, his attacks remaining aggressive to keep up with Takeshi’s fighting style, “Hey! How am I doing so far??”

T’charrl hoped he was doing alright, curious as to whether he was not being too rough. He knew he was facing a Saiyan and was not willing to take him lightly, especially when he was part of Takeshi’s group. Throwing his body at Kabocha, he felt it connect before he immediately looked up to see where Kabocha went, watching as he went flying successfully. Feeling oddly proud of himself he straightened up, his arms rising as Kabocha charged straight for him. Hissing, T’charrl threw his arms up to block the attack, bracing for it before gasping when it hit. He was sent back as his claws scrapped across the floor but the moment his large claws hit the ground he stopped, running forward immediately and throwing down a punch before swinging around to deliver a sneaky attack using a leg sweep.