Shu thought he was going to have some fun before they had to land on this strange new planet, especially when he really wanted to get all the fun out and not feel miserable later on when they might possibly have to fight bad things again. He knew that whenever he went to a new planet he would usually have to fight something so expecting combat on the first landing on a new planet was just normal for him. He was quite excited really, especially when it involved Dragonballs and seeing a dragon again. He didn’t know if it was going to be the same dragon or a new one but either way he was excited. Walking along with the box still on his head he gave Takeshi a smile, his tail waving around in excitement. “Yeah! Yeah I know! I know! I shouldn’t be, but I am!” he giggled, feeling fairly happy despite the moody guy arriving on the ship, “Okay, only a quick snack! Only a little fruit, not going to eat fast either…”

“Uhh, I-I’d really like something sweet to drink too…” T’charrl muttered, still trying to keep his voice low but at least he was leaning forward so Takeshi could hear him, “Do we have anything like that, please…?” While he was giving Takeshi a smile he was still worried about offending someone by talking, hoping he was being polite enough but not leaning in too much as to touch Takeshi. He was really putting his teachings into play with this kind of scene where he would often be told to be quiet around guests. Even if it was mostly his friends the two that just arrived were important right now and their comfort was key.

Viral was willing to take every single precaution that he could, only hoping that Yumi would take it as seriously as he was. He knew what was happening to him and could see his own mind crumbling, his worry that he would be gone before they could wish Aito back. Even if his mind went he had the tiniest slimmer of hope that Aito would be able to restore it, but he had all of his other worries to stack on top of that too. It was the only hope he had for himself and was trying to keep a hold of it, even during this dire time for him. He would rather Yumi tried to take him down if he got too out of hand and beating him to a pulp was going to be the only way around him going berserk, not unless she can do whatever happened to him when things started getting really bad. Frowning when she put too much faith in him he went back to watching his feet. “Maybe. I know what I’m made of and what I can become…and if I somehow manage to create that war machine of mine…” His body was becoming too weak to hold his powers and he knew that so who knew when they might emerge and try to kill whoever was near him. He didn’t so much fear losing his mind as he did accidentally hurt someone, maybe even killing them. It had happened before so who knew whether it would happen again. “If I lose myself, who knows if you can do even that. I feel like I’m losing myself piece by piece. I fear I am killing myself slowly first before I turn to you…not again, I can’t…I am not weak! Don’t you dare say that! I’ll slaughter everyone that-…ughh sorry, where am I…” Forgetting where he was for a second he looked back to Yumi, his eyes looking a little unfocused, “Where is coffee…?”