Viral was really getting angry with Aito but with his energy levels low he really couldn’t put in the effort to making a fuss about it. He was hurting quite badly all over and his body wasn’t able to cope with the changes he had endured. He couldn’t understand why Aito had done such a thing even if June tried to explain it, but all in all he was still overly distressed by this whole event. He couldn’t remember them very well at all from what remained in his memory and that upset him, especially when he was supposed to be close to these two. It was rather stressful overall and he couldn’t understand why he was unable to fully form a proper memory of them apart from the flashbacks that haunted his mind. “I don’t understand…why he would do that to me…” he muttered, letting out a groan, “I am…I am not going to get better with you two acting like that to me! I am just going to die faster!”

Feeling rather annoyed already he growled lowly when Yumi started talking, lowering his heavy head. He didn’t want to feel this way, he didn’t want to have sour feelings towards Aito and June and yet they were doing nothing to help him get passed that. The teasing was a bit much but he didn’t know if he was going to get any help from all of that. There was the problem of becoming even more unstable with the mental battering he took so he was going to get angry whenever he was pushed to the edge. He didn’t know what was going to become of him, whether he would have to go through complete restructuring to the point he would lose his memory completely again or somehow manage to hold onto his mind. Looking at the shuttle Viral couldn’t help but frown at the size of it, not feeling entirely sure to how he was going to be comfortable in that. He really was a big pain now and that upset him, knowing he was too big to do normal things now and too disproportional to be considered alright to be seen by others.

Finding it all too demeaning he growled lowly at the sight of the shuttle, not enjoying how they were having to contemplate how to get him in until Vegeta came and showed up. He didn’t know if he was going to help much at all in the end when he didn’t know how the ship functioned when it came to fitting someone like him in. Frowning at the mention of the cargo bay he didn’t know if he should be worried over the plan, but when the mention was for the others he sighed in annoyance. He was going to take up a lot of room from the sounds of it while everyone else was shoved in the back like cargo only to be left all feeling uncomfortable. “Great…just perfect. Even this is complicated…”

T’charrl didn’t want to make Takeshi feel uncomfortable by having to drag his near lifeless body into the ship if he changed back but he also didn’t want to make everyone uncomfortable because of how he looked. They already had one person who was large and injured, they didn’t need another large body in the shuttle. Staring at Takeshi as he spoke he felt rather confused by what he could possibly mean by that, but before he could question him he went on alert when Takeshi touched his shoulder. He knew Takeshi didn’t like touching him so this was rather curious, his eyes going to his hand before he became aware of what he was doing. He didn’t want him to have to give up his energy like that and found it rather worrying that he’d do such a thing. “You…you shouldn’t had done that…” he frowned, slowly side-stepping towards the shuttle, “I-I’d rather you had waited until we were there! Not at this distance…”

Kiton didn’t know what he was supposed to believe other than he was supposed to be the criminal and not treated like a normal citizen, but this guy was probably going to anger these rebel people even more. They might take it out of him later when this guy wasn’t around and that worried him. Frowning at his words he held his head low, trying to figure out if there was some sort of motive this guy had or if he really was being kind. “Would you help a murderer, though…? It’s just hard to believe…” Hearing the man’s name didn’t make things all that better, but when he started to describe a complete sociopath he couldn’t help but cringe. Frowning, he stared up at him when he realised what he was doing, not finding it completely encouraging when the man hardly knew him. “But people still see that and try to kill us for it. I just-…I just don’t see how that makes it any better…like saying we didn’t mean to end up like this when we still do bad things…”

He was definitely finding it hard to see past the fact that he was still a bad person, even if it had been forced on him. Everything he had done was selfishness, even if it was him trying to live. When they got to the shuttle he followed Aito along with his toes trying to take the weight of his body when everything was tiring and painful for him to endure. Taking in a few deep breaths when they finally stopped he looked up at Aito when he spoke again, staring at him as he tried to drill in life facts into his head. He didn’t know how he was supposed to change, he didn’t know how to make things better for him with even this path seeming to be cloudy and hard to chart. Slowly moving into the shuttle with Aito he watched him closely, hesitating for a few seconds before sighing. “I…I guess so. I don’t know about hero, though. This world has no heroes”, he spoke, looking away, “It’s going to take a lot of work for them to see me as anything but an outlaw freeloading from them.  All of the trouble I’ve created for myself in the past will be theirs too. I can’t continue to take advantage of others…not like this…”