Viral wasn’t going to be able to see any good until there was some result, but whether that would happen anytime soon wasn’t something he was aware of. It could take weeks and if his condition got worse during that time then he might need to get Vegeta to renew his research and change it all completely just to keep up. It was tough trying to last through it all and he already didn’t know how he was supposed to manage the rest of the journey, even if he had been afflicted by this condition for a while now. It was still maddening how painful it was and how much it changed his attitude. Finding his head still bleeding made him feel pretty annoyed, knowing it was a combination between stress and lack of nutrition that kept the wound open and his blood thin. “Hmph, as if punching would stop you from using Ki…” he mumbled, trying to wipe the blood away before Yumi suddenly snatched his paw. Stumbling as he was suddenly taken away from the corridor he gasped when he nearly fell over his feet, not exactly happy with where he was taken. “What are we doing??” he growled, looking away in embarrassment and awkwardness, “What if someone sees you damnit!” This was really awkward and Yumi wasn’t making it any better, his first thought going to why she didn’t just leave it until they got to the kitchen; he was wanting his medicine, not for her to strip for no real reason. Growling lowly he lowered down a little, feeling pretty awkward about all this, “I really don’t care if I’m bleeding, you know…I’ve never cared…”

T’charrl smiled a little, giving a nod before he looked down again, sighing heavily. It was a little pathetic that he never managed to make any real friends despite being a Prince and well known, the hope that somebody might had liked him had always been pretty low. Takeshi had an excuse, he was out on his own for a long time by the sounds of it but T’charrl was always around people. Maybe if he knew that talking to spirits wasn’t normal when he was young he might had been able to avoid scaring all his peers away. There was a lot in his past that he could do without remembering, the silence he experienced often being pretty hard to take as well when he did want to talk to people as well. Eating the rest of his pineapple he sighed, looking to his claws. “Remember I live underground and going to the surface often meant trouble for my clan”, he spoke, looking back to Takeshi, “You have to watch out for places of high energy if you want to travel, though. A lot of that energy can blast you out of the sky if you’re not careful. There’s also predators out in the further reaches and the plains. It isn’t all forest; that much I know”. He didn’t know what Takeshi might find to be fun, especially when he wasn’t one for travelling to other places and trying to meet other tribes. “Find a place? I hope we don’t get lost if we do go somewhere far…I mean, I may be good at tracking, but that’s in the forest and going above the trees was dangerous for me in the past”.