T’charrl stared at Yumi curiously as she decided to talk about her own mother, finding it fairly nice that she did. While he didn’t know about how his friends felt while listening to the pair, especially considering their particular circumstances regarding parents. He still liked to talk about it, he didn’t get to talk about his family much like this so it was definitely a nice break from the norm. “I suppose so. I don’t mean to worry her, I just don’t want to be weak and, uhh…w-well, I shouldn’t be like that, but being from a family of warriors…” He certainly felt bad about that aspect, but he was really trying hard to fit into his family and not be seen as a weak runt by those around him. He was always thought to be a little strange and didn’t have friends he could play or hang around with when he was growing up. Being a royal meant nothing to others if he was seen as a weirdo with ‘imaginary friends’.

With the revolution that he might be able to remember himself because of his family certain managed to cheer him up, but he couldn’t try it in this corridor since it might take a while. If he could tap into his own energy again and try to use their looks to draw out his own then maybe he would be able to find himself again. The Spirit would also want him to get to work on it right away, seeing how it was misplaced too. It wasn’t all that different from the tree he knew, only this one didn’t have a home except for his body. It was only because of his energy that he could sustain it harbouring his body. He needed to get working on it right away and give Yumi a break, especially with a probably angry Beastman hiding in the room. “Thank you. I will try hard! I don’t want for it to go wrong”, he spoke quickly, immediately turning and heading back down the hall. He hoped it would work for their sake, especially when most of them probably had an aversion to his forms when he did change and not get close to his original spot.

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Over the past few days T’charrl had been trying hard to recall his true form, feeling as if he was getting nowhere at first but was progressively finding some little points that he believed he could use to find his own form. Takeshi and Shu didn’t need to be with him, he didn’t know why they wanted to observe his progress but he was certainly being fairly quiet about it too. He didn’t know how they were finding fun in this, all they were doing was keeping him company. They probably had other things to do and other places to be rather than there, his concern for their possible boredom being pretty high as they lay around waiting for progress. He was trying, but all he could do was charge up his energy every so often, investigating it as he tried to piece himself together. There was parts of him that he managed to find, but a few other parts were missing and if he was to be whole and unlock his form he needed to get to that fairly quickly before he lost a lot of what he had gathered about himself.

Shu was pretty relaxed as he remained around his brother and friend, feeling fairly excitable over the thought that T’charrl’s work might come to a close soon. He was sure he was going to be able to do it soon and was willing to wait around, even if it meant he was doing nothing special. He was quite alright with the distraction from himself, especially when it was not something easy he was supposed to be doing himself. Giving himself a scratch before grabbing at his tail he soon began to groom through it, his eyes soon going to Takeshi who was looking at him. Looking back to him he slowly moved towards him, inching across the floor and giving a little smile, “Ooh, you want groom…?”

Viral felt the last few days had been quite troublesome for him, even if Yumi and Vegeta were having a great time investigating him and looking after him. He still felt pretty bad for what happened and wasn’t willing to let it happen again, preferring to keep away from Vegeta as well to save himself from any talks about his issues. He wasn’t very good at this sort of thing and was sure he was avoiding everything because he was afraid of talking about his problems, but he wasn’t going to admit to that. Taking time out away from his room or the lab was pretty essential, but he didn’t know why Yumi decided to drag him back down to the problem area because she thought exercise was essential right now. Leaning against the wall he picked at his claws absent-mindedly as Yumi essentially jogged on the spot. Not feeling all that active right now he glanced over at Yumi as she sounded a complaint, staring at her lazily before he frowned, looking elsewhere, “Hmm, I suppose…” he mumbled, not finding it terribly exciting when the planet hadn’t given him all that much to him first time round, “If you feel safe with me and can rely on me to behave and not freak out, then fine…I’ll go. Unless Vegeta wants me to do stuff with him…seeing how it was his idea to go there to help me in the first place. Can’t go too far away from him, after all…”