T’charrl gave Yumi a nervous nod, letting out a groan as he rubbed at his arms under the water. He didn’t like changing, it always made him nervous and rather stressed out; then again, it was an unnatural process in his body and anything like that would make him feel terrible mentally. It was no wonder people went mad with this power, but he was determined not to. “Mostly not a problem…mostly…” If this was going to be a regular thing then he would rather he wasn’t spotted by others when it happened, seeing how it was embarrassing enough and pretty stressful to boot. Slowly wiping his arms down absentmindedly he sighed, staring down at the water before he sat up and looked around to Yumi. He didn’t think she would want to help him with this mess when it smelled so bad but thankfully she was being kind and helping him with his troubles. It wasn’t too hard when his fur was thick and glossy, but he couldn’t wash everywhere on him when his body was large and his arms thick. Keeping his head low he slowly nodded, giving his snout a rub. “You…really think so?” he asked up, giving a little smile before sighing, “I just feel…out of place, I guess. I know I came into the group late a-and my problems were just placed on everyone. I’m not used to having friends…I don’t know how everyone would find time for me neither…”

Shu hoped everything was okay, not wanting to leave a bad impression on them or anything. He was scared that people would see him and think of him as stupid because of how he looked and spoke, but he wasn’t. Everyone else was busy and when it was left to him to see to other people it made him nervous. Confrontation was always going to be scary for him when everyone else was bigger than him and probably knew how to speak better than him too. Smiling at Takeshi he giggled a little, raising his shoulders and nodding his head. “I know…I’m trying not to! I don’t mean to be afraid…or whatever”, he spoke, giving his tail a squeeze, “I’m not used to having people ask me questions like that. We don't have a leader…”

Viral didn’t particularly want to talk to the Namekians or anyone for that matter when he looked like a monster, even if the others might tell him he wasn’t one. He wasn’t worried about what they thought but how they reacted and how it might affect his own mentality. He definitely didn’t feel too great just standing there and was wanting to find something that would help ease his pains. He was embarrassed by how he looked but he couldn’t hate it, considering was supposed to keep his mentality strong so he didn’t lose himself completely. Not really paying much attention to the Namekian he kept his eyes off the conversation, his ears only pricking up when he felt eyes on him. Looking up he stared at the Namekian, taking a brief step back. “I am-…I-…” he stuttered before sighing, looking away briefly in confusion as he rubbed his head, “It’s Viral! It’s Viral…I’m Viral! I’m with them! I didn’t take the monster here! Just because I look like one…”