T’charrl didn’t know how he was going to manage all the way through space and to their final battle if he had to keep his condition hidden, but he also didn’t want to have everyone knowing about it and fearing him like Takeshi feared him. While Takeshi’s fear was a little silly, he felt Yumi’s hesitation and fear over seeing him like a massive monster. They probably felt insecure knowing he could feel emotions like the rest of his people could, but to absorb them as energy probably freaked them out too. Whether they knew he had that kind of ability or not didn’t concern him, at least not as much as whether it made them feel terrible knowing they were practically having their emotions being spied upon. It was just how his kind were and he couldn’t help it, but he did hope they weren’t the same and were picking up on his emotions too. “I’ve never had friends before…so it’s weird for me. I don’t know how to act or how they act”, he spoke lowly, keeping his emotions in check. He hoped he didn’t have any more of that gunk on him now since he was pretty sure everyone was getting ready to go. Turning his head to her he frowned when she spoke about the emotions, finding his assumptions to be correct on that part. Slowly standing up he felt a little heavy from the water, gently shaking himself. “…I don’t want to make people upset. I just…feel like the odd one out sometimes. I wish I had experience from when I was little with friends, but, uhh, I’m sure you know why I don’t have that. I just don’t know if people want me to find control and then drop me back home when I find it”.

Shu gave a little smile, lowering his head. “He’s still smarter than we are. I don’t think I could come up with plans for Space if I was in charge…or know how to use the ship”, he spoke before nodding, looking back to Takeshi, “I don’t even know how to count!” He knew they didn’t really have a leader but it didn’t mean he wasn’t going to try and think of someone as somebody who could lead it would probably be Vegeta over the others. It wasn’t an insult to the others, just Vegeta seemed better at keeping control than the others did. Looking outside quickly he frowned a little, sighing. “I don’t know. I like helping friends over fighting evil”, he spoke before looking back, giving his head a tilt, “I guess there’s Father, but he’s not done much to us lately, huh? Mister Viral needs to get strong again somehow too. His big machine is strong, but he can’t do that all the time…”

Viral was getting confused, forgetting quite a lot of himself over a simple question. He needed to focus up and not forget who he was, especially when it wasn’t long ago when Vegeta mentioned him by name. Not wanting to talk to the Namekian any longer he backed off, groaning lowly as he looked to Vegeta. It was a bad idea to mention the Dragonballs straight out like that, especially when they were for him and the way he looked made his appear almost like a monster. Nobody would want to help a monster and the Namekians certainly looked dismissive over the idea of helping him. If it came down to it then they’d probably have to force them to hand them the Dragonballs somehow because he really didn’t have the patience or time. Staring at the Namekian he narrowed his gaze at the mention of the monster, his eyes going to Vegeta quickly before back to the Namekian as a deal was soon struck. Good thing that wasn’t too hard, now he had to figure out how to travel. Looking down at himself he groaned, his eyes going to Vegeta as he concocted a plan. This was going to be difficult, especially when it meant he would need to be carried. Looking to the Namekian he grunted, shaking his head, “I am not afraid! The bug is lighter than I am, however…so are you sure you can carry me?”