Shu didn’t really want to talk about this anymore even if Takeshi might want him to talk a lot. He was sure he was not able to resolve it this way even if he tried, but he was still willing to show it wasn’t going to happen even if he did will it to be so. He was always going to be scared about revisiting these memories, but it wasn’t as if he was going to be able to find a way to get rid of them if he was openly talking about them and be reminded that they happened. Feeling pretty terrible and jumpy he stared up at Takeshi with a frown, rubbing his hands together quickly as he searched for a solution. The biggest problem he found when trying to sleep was feeling cold, but he was sure there were other problems that he hadn’t quite thought about yet. “Really…? But….wouldn’t it get really dark too? Big empty and dark…” he mumbled, feeling a little lost to what he wanted. He didn’t think it wasn’t worth trying out a bigger room but he was still worried that it might cause further problems too. He curled up when he slept and the thought of being out in the wide open just brought out the survival instincts in him to find cover. Certainly finding it hard to figure his way around this all himself he looked to Takeshi, staring at him as he spoke, tilting his hea a little before he looked down at his hands. “It does help, but then you wouldn’t get sleep. I don’t want to make you not get sleep too…” he sighed, glancing back up at him, “I really like cuddles! I feel safe, all cuddly and safe…”

T’charrl knew Yumi meant well but if there was something bothering others about him then he would still step aside and try to not bother them with it. He was pretty sure he was going to end up alienating himself further with his actions, but the comfort of his friends was his priority. It shouldn’t matter if he was going to be uncomfortable if he knew others didn’t like getting his dust all over them. “I know, I know…I’m still sorry. I mean…I don’t even know if my dust is dangerous yet. Doesn’t help my wings give off the most…”If someone was to break out in a rash then that was just going to be even worse, but luckily nobody had yet. Feeling a little itchy himself he rubbed his arms with a sigh, gasping a little when Yumi decided to touch him again. Looking to her hand quickly he frowned, looking back to her with a sad smile. She was trying to help him and for that he was thankful, but he didn’t want her getting uncomfortable too. “We’ve got to fight those Saiyan aliens too though, right? That’s the most important plan right now. I have the, uhh, connection thing to my family too”. He certainly didn’t want to hurt his friend’s plans just because he was feeling uncomfortable, especially when it was something he’d probably get over anyway. Staring at Yumi as she spoke about her experience with Ki he smiled when she laughed, looking like he was trying to imagine it happening. It was probably for the best that he kept it, but he did have some problems with his current situation as well when it came down to it. “I might always be afraid of it, but I will try…” he sighed, giving a little nod, “I just can’t get over some parts of it…like how it feels like it’s going to happen suddenly and I can’t do anything about it. Then there’s the spirit and how uncomfortable it must be…I mean, it can’t even do anything unless my mind isn’t clear. It must be depressing…”