Shu knew how Viral felt because he often felt it when he was growing up and could tell from his body language that he didn’t feel included. He did see Viral as a team player, even their father saw it since they put him in a position of leadership when he took control of his friend’s mind. “Uh huh. Mister Viral would not feel too good too. He like fighting, but no get to fight. Not sure what Mister Viral likes to do because he never gets to do anything he wants”. It seemed fairly simple but whether Viral would want to say what he likes to do was definitely a question he had to ask their friend, so long as he got better that is. He didn’t know how Viral was doing but he hoped it wasn’t worse or he would be pretty upset. He did wonder what Namek was like, but he was more concerned for his friend than that. Looking to Takeshi he gave a little smile when he explained his reasoning for fighting their father even if he was possibly ill himself. He thought it was strange logic, but then again it might be easy to fake an illness while Viral’s illness was very visible. Sighing a little he frowned when the topic seemed to turn to him, raising his shoulders when he was pulled in, letting out a squeak when his hair was ruffled. He didn’t really want to talk about that stuff but there wasn’t really a way to get out of it either. Staring at Takeshi he frowned, pressing his fingers together before he let out a light sigh, looking away. “Maybe a little. It’s no big deal, though. I mean…I’m not screaming anymore…”

T’charrl didn’t want to seem selfish, it was the reason he had hid away in his room in the first place. Everybody else had their own problems to worry about and they didn’t need to be a part of them if they didn’t want to. If Yumi had simply come in to talk to him about random things then he was being incredibly selfish by getting her involved in this kind of stuff that was all about him. Frowning when she told him off for calling himself stupid he pulled at one of his antennae, slowly stroking it as he looked away. “Sorry…” he mumbled, staring down at the floor. He didn’t want to make her angry by calling himself such things, but he really did feel like an idiot when he had no actual clue to what he was supposed to do for the good of himself and everyone else. Looking to her a little he frowned slightly, not finding a clear picture quite yet to what he was supposed to do. There wasn’t a lot he could do now that he was back in Space again, but he wasn’t going to blame anybody but himself for not trying to figure it out fast enough. “I just-…I don’t know…I’m so confused…” It was the same feeling as being lost in the forest with nowhere to go, just either one way or the other and neither were correct, just a distraction from the right path. Pulling at his antennae he gasped a little when Yumi walked up to him, staring at her before raising his shoulders as she patted his head. Staring at her as she spoke he looked down at himself, shuffling his feet slightly. “I hope you’re right about that. My people have never really been good at controlling our desire to fight and I don’t know if I’m capable of going mad like the General…” he spoke lightly before looking to her, giving her a nervous smile, “Thank you for believing in me, though. I wish I could figure it out somehow, I just don’t know where to start. I’m just scared, I guess…” Frowning into a sigh he soon twitched, looking to Yumi. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t talk so much about myself! I don’t even know much about you…”