Everything that was happening in the making of this serum was leaving Viral itching to leave, not wanting to be around with all of this science stuff going on around him. He was not afraid of the noises of the instruments, just the anticipation and watching the process made him feel absolutely terrible. His chest was sore at this point, but really he couldn’t be bothered caring all that much when everything else was giving him enough pain as it is. Listening to everything that was going on he scratched at his arms, staring down at the floor as the pair worked their magic. He knew Vegeta would probably be tired of doing all this work for him, he had been trying for long enough to get it right only for things to get worse, but when looking at Vegeta he seemed quite alright doing what he was doing now. He didn’t understand why he might be hiding his irritation, but maybe he was just being paranoid as usual too.

Looking up when Vegeta spoke up through his workings he simply let out a groan in response, holding his head in his hands as he looked back down again. He thought for a second he was going to say he was done but of course not, nothing was said to suggest he was done. Feeling the pressure come right back again he sighed slowly, trying to keep his mind together as the work continued. It was like waiting for a needle through the chest, the feeling of uncertainty making him worry of what might happen to him with this treatment. He had dismissed treatment for a long time, seeing it as something that would probably never happen for someone like him but now it was definitely rather real. Keeping his focus down he gasped when Vegeta spoke again, this time looking finished. Looking to him as he held up the bulky device he let out a groan, disliking how it looked and how much it was probably going to hurt. “Do I look like I have anything…? All I have is a belt”, he muttered, giving his trousers a brief tug, “What exactly do you have in mind? I’m not wearing a backpack if that’s going to be a thing…”

Shu hoped everything was going to be okay with T’charrl but if he said he was going to go rest then he wasn’t going to question it any further, especially when he had saved them along with Viral. It must’ve been a lot of energy he put into fighting that creature if he was tired, but then again he didn’t know how much T’charrl actually slept when he never saw him sleeping. Smiling up at Takeshi with hopeful eyes he squeaked when Takeshi plucked his nose, bouncing happily on his toes as he asked him for suggestions. He didn’t know what to do, but he had got what he wanted to do so he was fine with whatever Takeshi wanted to do with him. Scratching at his head he looked back to him when he had an idea, quite liking the sound of Ki training. “Ooh! Yeah! I did good when fighting, didn’t I?” he squeaked happily, clapping his hands, “I’m not everyone else so I still have problems, but I want to try again! I did well…right?”

The twins were quite content to talk with themselves in the way nobody else could hear them, even if it was simple chatter between each other. It was just second nature to them and whether it was weird or interesting to people they didn’t care. Feeling rather refreshed after all that the pair continued on their way to the kitchens, not taking any notice to who else was on their way up. They were too busy keeping to themselves, discussing what they were going to make and what they might do before arriving at this next destination with Choi complaining about his arm being sore. Finally making it to the mess hall they wandered over to the kitchen, Choi letting out a groan before wincing as Kai punched his arm in response.