Viral wasn’t really concerned with the others talking about him, so long as it was nothing bad or anything that was considered rude. If this kept up all they would have was memories of him to hold onto, but even then he didn’t think they would have much memory of him except Yumi and Vegeta. Everyone else was still a stranger to him with them barely know anything at all about him but it wasn’t like they had a care for learning about him anyway. They never really asked questions and it was only Shu that asked anything and that was because they were stuck together in the same prison. With his attention facing out of the window he could see the figure down below finally emerge from his hiding place, the energy level spiking temporarily before dying down again. It was never a good sign when the one that was flying the ship was still alive, especially after a crash like that and was now showing aggression. Looking to Yumi he sighed, looking back out the window. “Have you ever heard of Frieza before…? It’s one of his kind”, he spoke lowly, “A small race…but they’re powerful. They can gain enough power to rival a Super Saiyan easily and change form to hide their true power, but…this one seems too young to know how to. Just because my body is failing me doesn’t mean my eyes are, not yet…”

Shu gave Takeshi a little smile, trying to find some form of confidence in that statement of his that he really did hope Viral was going to get better not just to fight him. There was probably other reasons to worry over the Beastman than just to fight with him again, especially when they already discussed this matter earlier. Tilting his head a little at Takeshi’s refusal to acknowledge his friend’s strength over his he giggled slightly, smiling up at him. “You silly! You tried hard but you never did defeat him when you were fighting before. Remember when he still had the collar on? You didn’t beat him, we both had to try and still didn’t fairly!” Takeshi sure was silly when his pride got the better of him but if it made him happy he still thought he was very strong, his own strength barely even matching with anyone here in his eyes. He hadn’t been able to fight for a while and couldn’t tell if he was strong or not. “I hope things are okay down there, something feels kind of weird to me…”

The pilot couldn’t have these guys think they were on top of things when it was him that had everything under control, all except one element that had gotten the better of him. If they found out what happened he was as good as dead in their eyes, the Galactic Police never giving much tolerance for someone of his race and with his record. It wasn’t his fault he had a record, it was their fault when they never did leave him alone. Even if he managed to take their ship they weren’t always going to be stranded down here like he might end up until he recovered. Standing his ground for now he watched the possible Saiyan carefully, continuing to glare at him as he continued to try and show dominance over him. “Oh, I’m sure you’re terribly busy people. Got that weekly quota to fill, huh?” When the man decided to step forward he took a step back, raising his hands up higher with a slight wince. His body was not in a great state at all, it was a struggle to show some sort of authority over these two when he was feeling this way; he might as well start flying to gain some height at this rate. “I know what you’re planning on doing…it’s all the same with your kind, isn’t it? You’ll never let me go free if I say what happened…but, then again, you’re not planning on letting me go free even if nothing did happen, aren’t you?”