Viral didn’t understand it. From his perspective he had been incredibly weak and losing his battle with this illness, finding it all but easy to fight off this problem. He had changed a lot, he didn’t even look like himself anymore if for his hair and his face vaguely resembling his original. He was weak and couldn’t stand up to this illness, finding it hard to even stand nevermind against the illness. Sighing as he moved his head only a little bit he let out a fed up sigh, slowly moving his arm around as if trying to get into a position where he might be able to get up. “If there’s many ways…then…I don’t know how I found it…” His mental strength was absolutely terrible so how she thought he had the full mental capacity to fight off this disease could make him only wonder what she meant.

Finding no strength in his arms either he tried desperately to get up, gasping when June suggested Yumi help him. He was just going to hurt her or be too heavy, but at least June wasn’t going to do it because that would just end even worse than Yumi trying. Moving to try and not have his weight and size be too much of a problem he shifted a foot forward as he was lifted up, growling as he strained to stand up straight. He was even heavy for his own body, but with his legs hardly looking suitable to hold up his larger arms and heavy frame. Moving to stand up fully he let out a growl as he simply fell over his leg, catching himself on Yumi before looking to June. This was the worst possible situation for him, there was no way he could keep this up for much longer if a little emotional weakness meant he lost his strength. “I can’t even-…why did you do that to me…? I-It was his doing…he started it…”

Kiton couldn’t understand this random act of kindness from this man when he was supposed to be their prisoner until the figured out what to do with him. This guy just comes back from the dead and immediately he’s trying to help him into a more comfortable position. He didn’t know why he was angry when it meant he was getting help but this was completely unneeded and rather reckless. It wasn’t that he wanted to be treated like this, but he knew he had done wrong and should probably pay for his crimes after endangering an entire planet. Wincing as he was picked up he stared up at the man, feeling confused and worried that this might be a trick.

Frowning when the man practically gave him a threat of possible death he looked away again, feeling rather intimidated by how much he actually knew if all this was true. “I wouldn’t had died…I just, uhh…couldn’t get up by myself”, he spoke, looking to the ground, “I killed a lot of people and you’re treating it like it was no big deal. Why do I even want this?? Is it because it feels weird?? It hurts…but I can’t accept this!” He was more than just hurting. The most sleep he had was when he fell unconscious and woke up again once they found him even if that was probably due to his injuries almost killing him. He had been trying to fight off those creatures for so long and it was even a surprise he didn’t fail when he was in space. He was near void of energy, even his tail was dragging along behind him. “I’m sure you’re a nice…uhh, not-dead person…but these people had a plan for me already and since when is it wise to help a criminal?”

The Elder didn’t know what the future of their planet was but even if somebody did find their home it was probably not going to be too appealing once they found there was nothing of interest here. The Dragonballs were deactivated and will be for another Namekian year so they would be of no interest. His main concern would be people trying to recruit his to fight when they probably wouldn’t want to get involved in a war that wasn’t theirs to fight, even if they were very capable of fighting against Saiyans or any other threat. The monster had caught them off-guard but it had also managed to mess these people up pretty bad so there was that too. “I would very much like that and I’m sure many of our kind would be happy too. So long as there is no outsider interest in us then we will be fine. Your friends are welcome to return again so long as you don’t bring company with hostile intentions, of course. We have our own technology for space travel so it’s not like we’re stranded”.

Shu was still lying on the ground in his funny position by the time Takeshi spoke up again, his eyes gazing up at him before he bounced on up too. He was fair ready to get going and while it was nice being on this planet he was pretty ready to go and try and get food. There was barely any trees around on this planet so it definitely made him feel a little unsure about the planet and its possibly dangers. “I am hungry! I am! I would really like some fruit, please…”

While T’charrl would love to eat as well he felt rather confused to he was supposed to fit comfortably in that little shuttle without being a problem. The biggest problem was while he could change back he still had the same problem of having a lack of energy. “I would love food, but uhh…if I change back I’ll probably faint before then”, he spoke, looking down at himself, “Will you be able to put me in the shuttle if I do faint? I don’t want to, I just…barely have any energy left”.