Viral would have mixed feelings about all this if he could remember what happened before the incident and understand why he was feeling like this towards the pair of them. He didn’t know if it was fear over seeing them again and having to admit to what he did or the fact that they knew so much about them but he knew absolutely nothing apart from disruptive and violent flashbacks. He was drained of energy even though he had enough to think about attacking them before but the mood change caused all of that to disappear. Closing his eyes for a moment as she spoke he growled at the flashing memories, the confusion only making him feel tired now that all the rage had disappeared. “Strong…? I can’t, I-…I can’t even stand…” He didn’t know how to fix anything that was going wrong with him and while he wanted to try and remember these two all he could think about was their deaths. It was the only obscured memory that continued to force its way back and even as she kneeled over him and stroked his hair he couldn’t recall. He was tired but couldn’t sleep, his arms not willing to move to try and get him back onto his feet.

The Elder had been keeping out of the way of the group; it was a family reunion, after all. He didn’t want to interfere and he was indeed knowledgeable about how much family meant to someone, especially when all the Namekians were related to one another. Smiling at June he bowed gently. “I am just glad to be able to help. It was the right wishes to grant”, he spoke, standing up straight again, chuckling lightly, “We have been fine except for what happened with the monster! It was a worrying situation, but luckily your family and their friends were here to vanquish the creature. We do not wish to get involved in the war naturally, but that doesn’t mean we don’t have concern for those involved in it either”.

Kiton was fed up with this already and the treatment he was receiving was beyond disgusting to him. He wouldn’t place a prisoner in this situation and the fact that these guys didn’t have bonds to keep him secure was just stupid to him, instead forcing him to remain injured and low on energy to keep him from flying off. He didn’t know how to feel about these people who had just been revived and shouldn’t had been brought to see them be brought here in the first place, even if the massive god-like creature was impressive. Feeling too worried over the presence of these now no longer deceased people, he tried to get up to get away from them but soon enough one of them suddenly appeared in front of him, causing him to gasp but hold his ribs with a shaky hand.

With cheeks flushing a dark orange Kiton could only stare at the strange no-longer-dead man when he analysed his injuries just from looking at him, opening his mouth to try and speak but no words coming out. He didn’t know what to say to the man or how he was supposed to respond, but before he could he was grabbed by the man and lifted to his feet. Wincing as he got to his feet he tried to move his hand to his arm, it instead moving slowly to his head as he soon felt dizzy. This was probably even worse than lying on the ground because now he had no control over where he was going with this man wanting to take him to a medical bay. Looking to the Namekians as he spoke to them he simply frowned at first before his expression changed, looking mad instead as he looked to Aito. “I don’t understand this…and I don’t understand any of you! I am their prisoner! I caused all this! You’re not supposed to help me…I don’t get it…” he spoke before he groaned, “You wouldn’t know…you were dead, after all…”