Viral gave her a long stare as she only got frustrated, watching how she reacted before letting out a groan of frustration. He felt that his looks could had been fixed up if they were investigated some more, but right now he felt embarrassed by it and was constantly reminded that he screwed up pretty badly. It was going to feel the same when he felt like he was carrying around a bunch of accessories, but a lot of these were impossible to hide. He couldn’t hide his tail or horns when he was normal, maybe the fins but even then it was a minor detail compared to these things. He did notice he would get stared at sometimes and it did make him feel pretty annoyed, but he felt like he couldn’t blame them either when he looked so stupid. Staring at her as she tried to make him feel better it felt like it wasn’t going to work at all, frowning when he was seen as vulnerable even when it wasn’t put into words. Yumi offering to be his babysitter meant he was practically going to have his hand held all the way with this, not finding it particularly appealing at all either way. Sighing he lowered his head, shielding his eyes slightly with his paw, “This is already overbearing, but maybe you can ease that slightly”, he spoke, soon growling as he looked away, “I don’t know about you sleeping in my room to watch over me, though! Especially with how I am…which is what I was getting to. I’m dangerous when things go quiet and you’ve seen that. I don’t know what you’ll do when you wish to sleep if I’m like this. You two taking shifts just feels freaky to me…”

T’charrl wasn’t a stranger to fear by now, even if he was still pretty sad that it had to be directed to him when he was considered puny and weak before. He was a bit of a mockery to his enemies back on his home planet, even if they planned on ultimately using him in the end for power. He was very different to the rest of the crew so sometimes he did feel a little like the odd one out, even with their reassurances that he wasn’t all that different to a strange talking animal. “Saiyans must look like many races because your planet was not filled with them”, he spoke, giving a little nod but ended up looking a little upset when Takeshi called him out on his mutation, “I-I’m not going to! I’m not a bug-thing either…uhh, am I imposing right now because I’m…uhh, bigger?” He felt very unsure of himself on that one, feeling that he was unpredictable in the end and just prone to scaring Takeshi. He felt pretty bad about that one but it wasn’t as if it was anything he could help; he just needed to stop changing, that was all. “But you weren’t recovered and who knew if you would get your strength back too, you…umm, know what mean, yes? Our weapons are strong and you could not move well. If what happened went bad, you could would not stop him. You should not think you can beat everybody. Could you beat me?”