Viral just didn’t want to be given any sort of comforting, especially when the kind Yumi seemed set on giving him was something a cat might like. He didn’t want to be treated that way, especially when she might just find out how to change him back and hold the solution over his head for the rest of his days. Vegeta was a lot better at keeping the solution secretive and knowing when he couldn’t do that it was probably possible to use that device, even if he hated it himself. Letting out a groan as he looked away, lowering his head a little he looked to Yumi as she sat herself down, deciding to lay down on the floor with his head on his paws. “You’re right. Maybe that’s best”, he spoke, trying to get his head in a comfortable position, stretching his legs out behind him, “I don’t want to eat…but I do want to eat…hmph, it’s so damn confusing”. Even if she was just trying to help him he was in a bit of a mood over how he was feeling, but maybe that was just cat-like personality trying to take over again. Looking to her when she yawned he soon yawned too, opting to lay on his side instead. Giving her a little glance at her compliment Viral instead frowned, “Maybe it’s because the pain is unseen. I can’t make it go away without medicine and even that isn’t good for me. Sometimes my head bleeds, but that’s to be expected. I may not be well, but I’m still a warrior! I just don’t…win often enough…”

Shu did help out and didn’t want to be made out to be the one who stood around and did virtually nothing. It was a case of getting frustrated with him to the point where he’d just be trying to make a point over it sounding as if he just stood around and did nothing. Hissing when Haku stuck a finger in his face he stamped around again, not happy with him trying to justify what happened, “I don’t have that much control yet!” Getting all angry was one thing when he was supposed to watch that, but when Takeshi grabbed him by the shirt and lifted him up he immediately flipped out, wriggling around and throwing out his fists and feet as if trying to claw the unknown force before realising it was Takeshi. Staring at him he frowned, holding onto his clothes before he was dropped again. Squeaking a little he moved closer to Takeshi, giving Haku a moody look before something took his attention too, his eyes going to the shadow before he turned around. Unfortunately for them it seemed T’charrl changed back, but this form was even different from the other one he had taken for a while now. He was a lot fluffier but also spiky and muscular, looking fairly tall yet large around his soldiers. For some reason he felt like jumping on T’charrl and riding him as he walked, but that wouldn’t be very polite of him either.

T’charrl felt pretty terrible and sore, his body in all sorts of pain. He felt pretty low on energy and heavy for just waking up, but despite how he was feeling he was more concerned with why he was even on the floor and in a brightly lit room, his tired eyes going up to Takeshi, “Huh…? What happened…?” he spoke up, moving his claws to his head he soon removed them, giving them a staring at before feeling the horns around his face. Nobody in his family had horns so he wasn’t sure why he had them, but of course that was his tired mind not thinking through what happened to him to get them, “I changed…? But when…? Ughhhh…tkh-tkh…” Trying to get up he found that it was a lot more difficult than he thought, his weight now completely shifted compared to his last transformation. Feeling low on energy he quickly spotted the bag of fruit from just the scent of it, his tongue reaching out and grabbing it from where Shu previously dropped it.

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Krom did have ideas to what could be done and how they might be possible to accomplish, but he was sure the King would disagree if only because it wasn’t according to his plan. He wanted to get his kids back but there were more important matters to attend to, namely those creatures, “Sir, we should be either training soldiers to use weapons suitable to take these creatures down or find aliens who are trained warriors in the arts of swordplay, even if it does take time”, he spoke, looking away, “Ever since losing the Beastman we’ve lost a primary weapon master so we’re low on those who can use a sword”. Even if they could grab the Beastman again without the children it would certainly help them a lot to curb the tides of battle, but as of right now the use of weapons had become limited. Looking back to the King he stared at him calmly, lowering his gaze a little before giving a short bow, “As you wish, Your Highness”, he spoke lowly, hardly pleased with how he had been spoken to. Turning away from the King he started to head back the way he came, his first thought to prepare his soldiers once more for battle.