Kiton didn’t have a very clear future in his eyes, but then again it was all assumption at this time when he didn’t know how everybody felt about him. He didn’t want to seem like he was pathetic or anything, he was a strong enough person to be considered a warrior and not some kid who was too stupid to know what was right and wrong. It was a very nervous time for him when there was only two people who saw him as a possible innocence but even then the other one was wary about his claim. It wasn’t going to be easy for him, he wasn’t going to have any time under their custody to think about his future unless they left him alone for a long time which would be a mistake for them. He might get so fed up and bust out of there if he was willing to steal this shuttle to spare himself from possible extinction.

It was a scary time for him and a time when he was completely vulnerable and he didn’t like it. He was worried over his fate and this guy was just trying to make him feel better or try to put him at peace before his future death. He didn’t know why this guy was taking interest in him so much but it wasn’t making him feel completely better, just managing to distract him from his worries. He felt completely screwed every other way, especially now that he had lost everything he needed to survive. Aito was trying to make thing better but hearing it wasn’t helping him feel better. “They can’t be replaced if you can’t get a hold of them ever again…” he mumbled, looking for a spot to rest, “I’m not sure you’re able to help me with anything if they start tearing into me, I mean…what authority do you have here? You’ve only been alive for a little while…”

He didn’t mean to doubt Aito so much, but it was hard to trust his word on these things when he was only recently brought back to life. It made him nervous that he was going to get burned by this guy despite all his reassurances. “The guy with the prosthetics. You won’t get through to him. You sound like some sort of parent…” he spoke lowly, feeling rather concerned with who might be listening to him. “They’ve not been hostile towards me because they don’t speak to me. The only one that spoke to me was on watch. I have to go and see their leader, anyway…for my crimes…” Having Aito abandon him for now made him feel a little lame, like he was just being talked to as a way to analyse his mental state. He didn’t understand it, but what he did understand was he didn’t feel good and would probably not be in a very good situation too when he got back to the ship.

Viral couldn’t help but doubt Aito even though he was his creator first and foremost. He was his Master before Vegeta and the only one who knew him inside and out, yet he doubted his ability to help him greatly. He didn’t know what he was supposed to feel regarding this man, his memories of him were gone with flashbacks only causing disruption to his mental state, making him feel terribly fragile and weak. He was sure he was going to collapse and die by the time those memories were forced back into his mind again, finding it hard to see how his mind could keep it together now. Holding his head as June rubbed his back he slowly looked towards her, staring at her with confused eyes. “You’re…sure about that? He may want to make a better one of me…after all, weren’t there others before me?”

He really wasn’t feeling too good, but of course he was mentally weary and his lack of sleep and nutrients were really starting to catch up on him with this new changes. Viral didn’t know if he would last through the treatments if he had such a phobia over eating and sleeping with this genetic problem. Looking to Yumi as she spoke he gasped when she leaned against him, lowering his paws slowly as he stared at her while trying not to move. “I just…don’t know if I can trust him. Even if he’s my creator. I am supposed to trust him more than anyone…but I don’t even trust myself with him. I don’t want to be left alone with someone like him until I start getting better. Maybe…maybe once I get rid of these horns I’ll know for sure…that he’s not going to get rid of me for something better”.