Back on the ship the twins had been hard at work trying to create the best meal they could for themselves, but also for their friends if they must too. Neither of them knew how many of them would be hungry so they made a lot of food, but of course there was going to be that immediate rush for food from the others when they arrived even if they hoped there wouldn’t be. By the time the others arrived they ended up having to make even more food but not without forcing help from the others when they were more concerned with eating after training so hard. What a bother it was to always end up cooking for people; at this rate, they’ll probably try and recruit someone to cook good food instead.

Kai was about finished up and shoving his plates to the side while Choi was still happily finishing off what he had. Both of them were needing that and it was nice to finally get it, even if it meant waiting a little longer when these guys came back. At least T’charrl wasn’t big and taking up a lot of space so they could fit more on the table along with the others all being within reach of the food somehow. Neither of them really knew what they were fighting down there until they were told and even then they weren’t happy to hear the results. So the Frost Demons still existed and now they had one on the ship. Luckily they hadn’t met it yet but neither Kai nor Choi could see themselves wanting to meet it. Frost Demons were trouble and finding one alive was generally pretty bad luck for them considering how terribly strong they could be. For whatever reason they took the alien in was beyond their understanding, but it wasn’t something to think about when there was a lot of other things to think about.

Shu had enjoyed his food but remained fairly quiet about eating and what he might end up doing after eating. He didn’t know what he was supposed to do now that they were on their way out again or did he have any clue to what they were going to do now. They had to get Viral sorted and healthy again before anything, but maybe that’s where his worry lay and why not knowing where they were going meant he didn’t know if their friend was going to get the help he needed. He knew they would probably need a better place that wasn’t the middle of space to help their friend, but he didn’t know where that better place might be and what they might need if Vegeta couldn’t use the resources on the ship to help Viral. Sighing lightly he soon squeaked when Kabocha started speaking to him and T’charrl, staring at him before his eyes went to Takeshi when he threw a carton at his friend. Shrugging, Shu pressed his fingers together. “I am just a little tired, maybe. I-I just-…umm, where are we going? Friend didn’t look too good when we were flying up here again…”

T’charrl was enjoying his food all while feeling the energy return to him. He was a little tired but he could last for a while yet without needing to sleep. Probably when he was left alone again he’d have a nap and try to recover his wings, even if he didn’t need them while flying. Looking to Kabocha when he spoke he slowly looked to Shu, feeling curious as to why Shu had been so quiet as well. Maybe he was tired, but when he spoke his concerns were enough to entitle his silence. He didn’t know what they were doing either, especially when they had finally accomplished their goal to go to that big creature and get Vegeta’s parents back. He didn’t know why it was a concern that he was quiet, he was often quiet when the things he usually spoke about were either silly or didn’t hold any real meaning to them. Not feeling the need to talk all that much about his own concerns he simply stuck his tongue in his juice and casually started drinking again, looking between the others curiously.

Kiton had been fairly worried about how his treatment might go but thankfully he didn’t faint and put his life in danger. He was thankful he didn’t need a tank because of all of this but what he did wonder was what they were going to do with him after Aito had stitched him up properly. He couldn’t possibly have free roam after all that and would probably have to settle with being constantly watched over or locked away somewhere in confinement. He wouldn’t blame them, he was pretty dangerous even if he was injured and with this being such a large ship he was pretty much not going to have the freedom to wander and evade them long enough to find a way off. 

Watching Aito finish up his final wound he stared at him as he tried to ease his worries about possible stitch pulling in the future, his eyes going to the medicine he was receiving instead. Slowly reaching out to them he took them in hand and gave them a good staring at, feeling confused at first before his eyes shot up to Aito again. “Food? Really? That’s…really great…” he spoke, his eyes going to the pill bottle. He hadn’t eaten in a long time, who knows how long ago when he didn’t know how long he had been unconscious for. He was weakened greatly from the lack of it, especially after fighting off those creatures for so long on his own ship. Trying to get up he soon found himself unable to, his muscles definitely feeling pretty terrible. “…H-How do I get this food…? Where do I get it? Who is going to be my watcher…? And where do I even go after that…”

Viral had been feeling itchy since arriving on the ship, feeling really anxious over what was going to happen to him. He was still stuck in his mixed up form but he was managing to keep his head together, at least enough as to not end up losing it in front of everyone. He didn’t know what was planned for him other than knowing he was going to get treated soon, whenever ‘soon’ was. He was rather twitchy, his leg shaking and his tail waving around at its tip. Even though he knew there was going to be others with him he felt really alone, as if the whole world had shut off around him and he was just left sitting by himself with background noise. Staring at the floor when Vegeta spoke up he didn’t really move much, only giving him a quick look before staring back at the floor, grunting. “Our parents…your parents. You can’t say I relate to them in the same way, especially like this…” he spoke, growling lowly before looking elsewhere, “I don’t know why it would be weird…I’ve nearly always looked like this too. Not like…this…but…like I used to. I don’t remember. Whatever I was like as a child…I don’t know. I don’t remember how I looked or how long it lasted, but I was always the same age as many years ago…”