Viral really did have quite a strong hatred towards anything medical, but he could recognise when it was something he really needed and right now he couldn’t do without it. He was suffering and that wasn’t his fault, especially when it was something beyond his control. He had little chance to cure himself so he had to rely on medicine, but he couldn’t stand what it did to him. He was a wreck because of it in the first place, he couldn’t even fight, so now it was either have that available to him or die in the most awkward way possible. It made him feel as if everything was simply for nought whenever he tried to get better, creating a reliance on something that was simply painful to go through. When Yumi presented him with the question of will he gave her a pretty long stare, eventually sighing and looking away, “The trust you people have…but, it’s not as if you’re wrong”, he spoke lowly, giving his head a short shake, “I’m surprised anyone can lend their trust to me with things like that”. Feeling a little uncomfortable he decided to slowly stumble towards his bed, not really willing to walk like an animal when he was trying to justify himself as being normal, slowly sitting down on the edge of his bed, “I will! I don’t want to look like a fool and overdose on basic medicine. I don’t want to carry on having these headaches when there’s an easy solution to get rid of them for a while…”

T’charrl certainly was confused and even though Takeshi and Shu were trying hard he couldn’t do anything but stare at them. He didn’t understand what they were saying and didn’t know if he should be concerned about that, but maybe he’ll find some way to remember what he looked like, feeling a little lost whenever he tried to think about it. It was so hard to explain how he managed to lose himself so badly, but of course he lost his mind almost completely when he changed first time, his name being the only reminder to who he was. Looking between Shu and Takeshi when Shu tried to explain his looks only to fail completely at recalling, giving a little smile, “Yumi? She is my friend too”, he spoke, placing the empty bag to the side, “I suppose. She should know how to help. She seems smart like Mother”. Slowly pushing himself off his bed he used his lower claws to support himself, looking down at his body before he sighed, “Really not a form for normal…things. I still feel weird…umm, you sure she’ll be okay with us going to see her?”