Viral had a pretty big worry that he wasn’t going to be able to keep a clear mind if he was like this and in this sort of pain, it wasn’t as if he had a real clue to how he was supposed to change back while he was feeling like this. Vegeta would probably have to take away his energy again if as a form of punishment as well to stop him from disobeying him, but whether he would be that annoyed to do that was the question. It shouldn’t be that hard to change back; once his energy had calmed down he should be able to no problem, but whether it was possible when it was going completely overboard right now was to be questioned. Every spark that came off him caused some form of pain in the form of a static twitch, making it difficult to focus. He was confused to how he managed to come out of that mania; he thought he was gone for sure and yet something helped him get through and find his mind again. Holding his head painfully he stared down at his paw, still trying to find focus before slowly looking to Yumi. She had no reason to say any of that, it was him who should had known better and warned her that it was going to be a bad idea, “I’m not mad at you…” he muttered, letting out an annoyed sigh, “I was told not to, I was given an order…even if it was you. I should had known better…” He needed to get out of here above all things, knowing if he was found down here he’d get into a lot of trouble. Groaning as he tried to find balance he slowly stood up on all fours, walking off towards the door with difficulty. It was hard enough to move when he was in pain, but to have heavy horns and large fins made balancing pretty difficult as his head was forced to droop towards the floor.

T’charrl’s sugar consumption was much higher than it was usually because of everything that had happened, his need to refuel after so much trauma being pretty high. It was barely a fraction of their sugar storage luckily for him so he wouldn’t get in trouble for it. While he was also comfort eating to remain calm and keep away corruption he could still feel his legs near give way because he was so low on energy with the threat that he may end up changing once more into his mutated form. Shoving a bag of sugar down his throat he soon backed off, the feeling of his wings coming through now becoming more noticeable. These were much different to how they usually felt; for one they felt like limbs rather than just large structures, his ability to bend them already in place. As the patterns soon began to form the wings formed spines all the way along the top, the shape of the wings appearing more exotic than before too to go along with the spines. Feeling fairly exhausted he could only hope nothing else was going to happen, the possibility of more still remaining high as the orbs had yet to settle. He could feel the spirit inside him at this point trying to help in whatever way it could, but the mutations still ran pretty deep and the General’s corrupt energy still ran strong, he just didn’t have the energy to stop it beyond the spirit helping him keep it at bay.

Shu felt that he might be able to do it a lot better if he was given a little more time, but Takeshi seemed pretty determined to keep him going and lead him along before they ended up spending forever here. Staring at Takeshi he frowned a little, giving his head a little shake, “I don’t want to learn things and find they are bad things, though”, he spoke, shaking his hands to try to dry them before using his top, “I don’t want to accidentally hurt someone with words too!” Saying bad things after hearing and seeing them was probably what would get him into trouble in the end, especially get Takeshi into trouble if Yumi heard him say anything he heard before. “Maybe he did…but where would he go so quick? His room?” he asked up, bouncing off his tail after Takeshi took the sponge from him, “Get some fruit? Okay! He likes a lot too”. Jumping along through the kitchen he went to search for the fruit, having a look around at first before checking in the storage. There was a whole walk in cupboard with lots of fresher stuff just sitting out as if stocked before and sure enough there was fruit. Bouncing on in he went straight for the fruit, gathering a bunch on his arms as well as taking an apple for himself, biting into it to carry it. Feeling pretty satisfied he bounced on out, closing the door behind him using his tail.