Kiton was a little confused, finding it odd that someone would talk to him like that out of the blue. Maybe it was because they were all trying to make him feel comfortable so he wouldn’t try to escape or maybe they just hadn’t met anyone new in a very long time; either way, it was strange to him and not something he’s experienced before. Looking to the others briefly he soon looked back, frowning at first at her willingness to reveal all about what they’ve been up to. He didn’t know what was going on here, he didn’t know how these people got involved with the Saiyans or what they did it that year and yet there she was confiding in him for some reason. “Uhh…o-okay. So you guys have…been busy…” he spoke, looking to the others again, “So it’s kind of a revenge thing, huh?” He was feeling like the odd one out even more, seeing how these people were probably upstanding citizens. He just did what he did to survive while these guys could probably go live somewhere else and be happy without having to get involved. Frowning slightly he looked back at her when she spoke again, not feeling entirely sure about her offer when it was so similar to what the rebel girl asked him. “…I don’t know. I may bring you closer to other sorts of trouble…besides, I’m still in trouble with you guys”. Looking around when the other guy suddenly spoke up there was an immediately feeling of confusion on his side and urgency on everyone else’s. Whatever that light was it was apparently important to one of them, sending them off towards the battlefield.

Shu was fairly happy despite everything that had happened, his own concern that everyone was going to be alright being fairly non-existent. He believed in his friends and they were so close that he couldn’t see them ever screwing up and getting really badly hurt. Viral was definitely a concern but his problem lay in his condition, not the battle. Taking the gauze he wiped his hands down on it, smiling happily as he was given a little relief from feeling unmanageable when he relied on his hands so much. He used them probably in more ways than others used their own hands from eating to grooming himself. “Poor Mister Viral…maybe he really wants to smile but is too scared of scaring people”, he spoke, lowering his head, “Big sharp teeth all scary to kids…” The bright light wasn’t something he’d get scared over if it really was Viral, but everyone else suddenly sprung up an urgency to go to him and T’charrl. Looking to Takeshi quickly he soon looked out the doors, curious to what was the big rush was just incase they hadn’t finished the battle. Sure, the noises were scary but he had faith in Viral that he’d win. “Ooh! You no should be getting up, anyway!”

Viral didn’t know what would happen once he stepped out of Enki, whether he would slowly lose his mind again being out in the real world or be okay and recover from his mental attack from earlier. He had practically destroyed Vegeta’s hopes of curing him by losing control, but he didn’t know how to admit such a thing was his fault in the first place. Vegeta already did a lot to help him but he messed up so badly today. That one slip up cause Vegeta to lose his confidence in everything and that was the worst guilt he could feel right now despite the victor. Staring at his enlarged paws he gasped when he heard Vegeta’s voice, looking out through the monitors at the shuttle. He hardly got any time to think to himself about his future and there he was already bouncing on over. How aggravating that he didn’t get time to think to himself his plans, but he couldn’t hide away in Enki forever. Growling in annoyance he slowly moved forward, leaning towards the cockpit’s doors before Enki glowed bright, gradually decreasing in size until it was just Viral left as he dropped to the ground. Landing on all fours he saw himself lucky that he hadn’t startled the large beast that was T’charrl, looking to him before growling as he stood up, staring at Vegeta.

Finding it a little easier to breathe again T’charrl remained where he was, his eyes slowly surveying the area wearily. He was full of monstrous strength and energy yet couldn’t find the momentum he needed to get up and try to wash himself down. Maybe it was his fear of sinking in water that put him off or maybe he was just traumatised after being eaten; either way, the ordeal took a lot out of him mentally and moving was a bit of a task. Remaining where he was he wasn’t aware of Enki’s disappearance; however, when a little voice called out to him he slowly opened his large eyes and stared down at the little figure that was Yumi. There was a sudden dawning realisation that not all of them had encountered him like this and with instincts kicking in he let out a defensive hissing snarl, pushing his body up as his filth-ridden fur tried to stand on end. He was panicked and feeling the need to get away from everyone, his eyes going to the water but his body unable to move to it because of his instincts and fear of drowning kicking in. Finding it all too hard to deal with he was frozen, trying to force her away with his body language.