Viral was awfully stressed out while going through all of this, feeling as if he couldn’t find himself anymore as everything was just beginning to build up from here. There was too much to listen to regarding his health that had gone wrong and for how long these problems had been happening startled him greatly. He didn’t want to show it but he was not wanting to be here anymore and just plain wanted to leave and give up on this because it all sounded too complicated for him. All he knew was his body was breaking down and he was probably going to go mad and become a monster for good as he lost his mind and control over his powers. It was a surprise that he hadn’t manifested extra arms by now, but that was probably the last step of madness he would go under. It was painful and scary to have to go through all this, but he was determined not to show it when he could only struggle to keep himself together and not end up devolving any further.

This might had been fairly routine for Aito but when he was the patient he couldn’t help but feel nervous and fidgety, his worry that he might not get treated in time being the main cause. All this talking might had been good for Aito but it was doing nothing for him, especially with the seat not being very comfy for him to try and relax. He was trying but it really wasn’t working very well and all he was feeling was pain and discomfort, making him feel rather angry. It was hard to keep it together for this session and all he could think about was going somewhere else or finding some medicine.

All this talk about his genes wasn’t helping him at all and all he wished was to move onto something else, at least something that might help him. There was all sorts of possibilities they could explore and if Aito knew what was wrong then why wasn’t he already trying to fix it for him instead of talking to him pointlessly. He was damaged and had been for a long time, he understood that, but having to talk about it made him feel anxious and simply wanting to get away. He didn’t know how much of his mind could be restored or how he might react to it when everything suddenly came back to him, how much of him would disappear and how much might return. Aito being so calm about it didn’t help him at all.

“Easy to treat…and I have to suffer through it. I don’t see how calling it easy to treat helps…” he mumbled, feeling uncomfortable having to listen to all of this. He didn’t know what he was going to do to him or how he might accomplish it, knowing it was going to probably be painful and tiring but hopefully not as much as it already pained him to remain in this condition. Slowly rubbing his head to try and ease the pain and tiredness he looked back to Aito upon the questioning of his feelings towards the medical room, feeling embarrassed that he would have to talk about it when he already hated talking about his feelings. “I just…can’t handle being there. The smell of it just reminds me of those damn labs. Incase you missed it, I can’t control my memories and what might pop into my head at the time! I don’t like being reminded of the worst of times…”