Shu’s trust was placed in everybody else’s trust that things would go alright, probably because whenever he trusted his own instincts he got nowhere. He was happy enough with hearing others having trust in their own word and events that might seem incredibly doubtful in his own eyes. It was probably a good reason why he wasn’t going to be a very good leader if he was ever asked to do such a thing when he didn’t have much faith in himself to make the right decision. He looked forward to seeing Viral healthy and not looking like he might collapse suddenly. He was looking forward to having them all be a team again and seeing the Beastman in action, even if he had a habit of tearing people apart. 

Stomping around on the spot all excited, Shu nodded happily. “But trees are friends! I love having friends and trees protect me so they be my friends! Keep save all nice and happy and save, give food and shelter…I’ve said before!” he squeaked, bouncing around Takeshi, “Makes me feel happy!” Shu was pretty happy now that he had been reassured, feeling better that he got to be relieved of possible worry he would be feeling later. Maybe if he saw Viral being helped later it might help ease his mind even more. He’d probably have to wait a while before going to see Viral but it’d still be a good idea. Poor guy would probably like some company eventually once his mood improved. Looking up to Takeshi at the idea of playing Shu nodded happily, bouncing on his feet. “Play! Yeah! Play fun! Please play!”

T’charrl finished up his juice and gave his face a quick wipe, looking like he was trying to hide his tongue out of embarrassment from needing to use it. He knew Takeshi still got freaked out over things he did and had to admit it was a little weird when nobody else used what he needed to use for drinking. He was okay with keeping his ‘weirdness’ to himself if it was going to make people content. Finishing up his grooming he looked to Takeshi at the offer of playtime, glancing to Haku when he got up he stared at him for a moment before getting up as well. He would like to play but he was still nervous about playing around with all of them if one of them didn’t feel comfortable touching him. 

Kai and Choi looked to each other before Kai looked back to Takeshi, shaking his head. “We’ll go and train too. Can’t be falling behind...” he spoke, letting out a long sigh, “Besides…we can’t fall behind either. Would be nice to be able to relax on that planet too, even if we were with the King last time we were there…”

Kiton really didn’t understand, he couldn’t tell if the guy was saying he was part of the actual royal lineage of the Saiyans of past times. It made him curious about this lot and hearing how two of the others were royals made him feel weird about being here. “I don’t get why you wouldn’t want to brag…I mean, being related to royalty sounds pretty good unless they’re like my kind. Just to carry a famous name like that…” It would be a lot better than carrying the Frieza family name, that was for sure. He really didn’t understand what was going on with these people even after being told, his curiosity resting in whether the others would forgive him or not.

Kiton didn’t really like that Vegeta decided to follow up on his possible guess but at least he tried to make him feel better about it. At least for them he hadn’t found his second form yet or third for that matter, otherwise he would really stick out like a sore thumb. “Yeah well…if any of them decide to pick on me because of my appearance and don’t change their attitude…they’ll be sorry when I’m healthy again…” He was well aware of his power when he was healthy but he wasn’t willing to show it off. He knew how out of control his power can be and he couldn’t allow it to get to that state around these people. It was the case for all Frost Demons who couldn’t show control with even the story of Frieza showing how out of control his species could get once they lost their calm. “Hmm…sounds like I’m the odd one out then. That is…unfortunate for me”, he sighed, shaking his head, “I’ll let the others decide if they want me around when it means it’ll affect them more than me. Forcing them to take me in when they don’t want to seems unfair to me. I’m just here by accident, essentially…”

Viral was really rather angry and shaken that everything that was always said about the dead was completely not true, even with all his knowledge of the Otherworld. Maybe they had told they would always be watching over him to scare him into thinking if he did bad his creator would know, even from beyond the grave. It sounded like something he would be fooled by, being as naïve as he appears to be. Even if it was true he figured they would want to watch over Vegeta more when he was their true son and he was just created as a test to see if they could. That was definitely something he would need to ask in the future, but he would need to find the right moment and not end up wanting to tear Aito’s face off.

Feeling particularly angry with Aito over all he had missed he could barely think straight, his concern not even to get to the library when he felt the need to go away from Aito immediately. He was supposed to be with him and knew if he gave up on this then they would have no choice but to kill him before he got even worse. It made him incredibly frustrated and forcing him to relieve what had happened in the past just made him angry. “Get comfortable…more like you get comfortable while I have to suffer through recalling memories! Sounds like fun to me…” Feeling rather discouraged about this he stared at the floor as they walked, watching his feet before looking up to Aito as he questioned his reluctance to be with him. It had been so long but he still had the worries constantly building up over again, letting out a growl as he held his head with one paw. “What’s bothering me, right now? You’re bothering me right now!” he spoke quickly, sounding rather distressed, “I know you have to but I can’t get over it that easily! I don’t remember anything! I’m the only one that doesn’t remember anything and I just-…I just don’t know if I’ll try to kill you again! You say you’re prepared, but how and what might happen and-…I just can’t handle it!”