T’charrl didn’t really know what he was supposed to do if this was going to be the thing with Takeshi all the time, but all he could do for himself was not let them other than Shu touch him. He didn’t want to make them uncomfortable but he did spend a lot of time by himself for reasons like this. Sure it made him feel a little lonely but it wasn’t as if they didn’t talk to him every other time he was out having food or trying to train. He was pretty happy with that kind of life because he was used to it and wasn’t hurting anybody’s feelings. If they were all going to play then he could sit out and watch them without any problem, plus he just wanted the company right now. He had been feeling lonely again since leaving his planet but that was because he had quite a connection with his planet, but maybe once he got onto another planet he’ll start to feel better. Shu having fur when he apparently shouldn’t did make him wonder what he was like without it, even though he’d probably be like Takeshi.

Looking to Takeshi with a frown he shook his head, not sure if Takeshi knew what he was saying. “Uhh, y-you don’t need to…” He didn’t know what Takeshi was wanting to prove but he really didn’t need to do anything if he didn’t want to, not wanting to make him anymore uncomfortable than he might already be. Feeling slightly uncomfortable he didn’t know what to do when Takeshi suddenly stepped forward and hugged him, his emotions quite plainly obvious the moment he touched him. Raising his arms up he stared at him when he moved away, taking a step back as he stared at him for a moment, watching his actions before he let out a sigh, looking away. “You didn’t need to put yourself through that, I’m fine”, he spoke, thinking Takeshi had completely forgotten what his kind can do regarding emotional responses, “You’ve got, umm…my dust on you…”

Kiton was rather excited for food and the way he moved didn’t do a very good job at hiding it with how terrible he was at keeping balanced while rushing to the table. He knew he would have to be slow with it but he also knew he was going to have a hard time keeping calm with all that food given to him like this. Despite it not being terribly much it was a lot more than he had gotten that was actually quality food. Maybe it was a good idea to go along with them, even if the reasons seemed a tiny bit selfish of him to use them for protection and food. They were the ones offering him safety and he might as well take it, what with the free food and the possibility of fighting in the future. He was a natural fighter like the Saiyans and being all beat up like this wasn’t where he wanted to be.

Thinking about it as he sat there waiting for his food he looked quickly to the plate before to the food as Vegeta dished it out, staring at it longingly before looking up to Vegeta. “Huh? Sons? Uhhh normal humans…I’m not too sure what ‘normal’ is to that species. I don’t know about the other one, though…but guess you mean they’ve not always been a monster”. Once Vegeta finally finished with the food he reached out for the cutlery and started on his food, pausing for a moment and sighing happily. It was so relieving to finally get some food in him and it was delicious too, something he could definitely get used to. Deciding it was okay to finally relax he took his bottle of pills, opening it up and taking one of the vitamins inside. “I gotta say, I do like this. I’ve never had anything like this before and I’m not a good cook at all…”

Viral didn’t like how Aito was constantly contradicting him and practically making fun of his worries, finding it to be something Vegeta would do too. He had worries that was perfectly reasonable and there he was making them out to be pretty pointless to wory about anyway. He was part feline and had soft paws despite his large form so who was to say he wouldn’t hear him. He was certainly not comfortable and didn’t know how he was supposed to do to feel alright with himself when all of his concerns were just being made fun of. Groaning as he leaned towards the edge of the couch he shifted his attention away from Aito, already looking fed up with this session and just wanted to move onto doing something that was probably less embarrassing. “Great. Always good to know. It’s not like I can remember what I do most of the time, nevermind everything else…”

Viral didn’t know what was the point in this session but he was already getting fidgety, his attention not appearing to be on Aito so much as the inability to get comfortable. Slowly moving onto his side some more he sighed as he rested his head against his arm, looking back when Aito started talking about himself. He felt the whole Super Saiyan point was bragging now with the aim to make him feel even worse about even thinking he might be able to lay a finger on him. Listening nonetheless, he stared at him plainly when he tried to drop a hint on who he might had fought against who was of equal match, not really understanding what he was getting at. If it was someone he met then it had to have been someone from the outside but he couldn’t think who it might had been. “I don’t know. I don’t know who you met however many years ago…” he muttered as he looked away. As Aito continued to speak he only gave him a glance when he made his point clearer, but to Viral he didn’t find it to be believable at all. It sounded like empty encouragement to him. “Whatever. It’s hard to tell if you’re lying, but I nearly died to a bug and that’s hardly ‘that level’. I don’t know how much was stolen from me when I was in confinement, but it must had happened after I killed you. I only thought I was strong. I was careless…big-headed”.