Viral didn’t want to have to be associated with medicine upon the first time somebody was seeing him, making him feel like he was some sort of mental case to be watched over and made sure he wouldn’t overdose. What made matters worse for him was instead of handing him the medicine it was Yumi who was tossed them, making him feel insulted fairly quickly. It meant he wasn’t trusted with the medicine after all, his anger towards Vegeta’s attitude only rising. “You know I need that medicine so don’t joke around!” Vegeta was quite the irritating guy sometimes, his attempts at being funny not cutting it with him today. To joke about something like that wasn’t in his particular taste in comedy, especially when he was feeling this much pain. He didn’t know what the medicine was going to do but he didn’t care, so long as it did something that was going to ease his problems then he wasn’t too bothered by the effects it might have on him.

Growling lowly, Viral looked between his pills and Vegeta before settling on him only, staring at him as he started to get scientific. He was a little concerned with Vegeta talking about making it simple only for the actual explanation to sound completely out there already. He understood it was going to take a few weeks, that part made him feel pretty awful, but it was hopefully going to do something in the upcoming days rather than having to wait weeks for it. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to get better, it was just that he doubted it so greatly and was definitely going to get better. He wanted to fight, he wanted to move on his own and he wanted to have less of the same mediocre schedule that consisted of walking from one place to the other, sometimes getting treatment and sometimes not. Zoning out a little he stared blankly at Vegeta, trying to remember all that he mentioned again. There was something in there about having to do some sort of therapy and injections, his eyes going to Yumi in a quick glance before he looked back, frowning, “Weeks…hmm, we’ll see about that…”

Viral was definitely not feeling anything from that, knowing he was supposed to feel something but really wasn’t finding all that much to be positive for him. Nothing was going to happen until Vegeta decided to do something and right now he appeared more interested in paperwork, otherwise he would had called for him to start treatment. Just about to ask about it there was a slight distraction courtesy of Takeshi it seemed, turning around when the other two glanced off towards him. Growling lowly he faced him, “Talk to him about what? Shouldn’t you be with your brother or something…”