Viral didn’t want to have to end up on medication but he couldn’t handle it anymore, his body not having the best time keeping itself together and making sure his mind wasn’t going to fall apart from all the stress. He didn’t feel he had a choice about his health and what might be the best for him, only that Aito and Vegeta were in control and whether they would give him the pain relief he didn’t know. Feeling absolutely awful was the worst part, his only hope that he was going to get better later was not going to be met with any hurdles. Looking to Aito he let out a sigh, not caring about what he wanted earlier. He didn’t want to be on medication but he was in a lot of pain and the most he wanted right now was to get rid of it. He didn’t want to show that he was submitting to the temptation of drugs, but he was desperate. “I don’t care…I don’t care! I can’t stand it….not anymore…”

To him, that serum was already a medicine even if it was essential for him if he wanted to remain normal. He was not able to understand whether he was able to keep the transformations at bay and if they were as violent as they were back on Namek then he was going to have to be quick with these injections. Slowly looking up at Vegeta he watched as his slightly faded image moved around, knowing he was not happy with having to retrieve these pills for him. He didn’t know why Vegeta was complaining seeing how it wasn’t his body that was in pain. Pressing his paws against the floor he tried to get levelled better, waiting for Vegeta to get him this pills. He didn’t know what he was supposed to think about Vegeta anymore as he watched him, but he also didn’t know if Aito was just manipulating him and if he did get his memories back he still didn’t know if they were fake. Watching as Vegeta came to him with his pills he slowly reached up for them, his paws shaky as he took the pills and glass. “Question should be…will I eat the food…?” he sighed, trying to take the pills even with the gauze at his nose. It was really hard trying to get it down with the limited strength he had and the fact he was still needing his nose covered. He felt light-headed even when trying to drink and nearly gagged when he swallowed, his hand going to his chest as he gradually dropped the glass beside him. “…I can’t even drink without dying…”

Shu didn’t like the fact that he couldn’t keep straight but was happy when Takeshi helped turn him around, giving him a smile once he was the right way around. It was rather nice that he was able to help him like this and was confident he could get it right this time, even if he was sure he couldn’t master it completely. He wondered if Kabocha would be as kind even if he didn’t act like it before, hoping he might learn something from him as well and for Takeshi to let him without flipping out over it too. Giving Takeshi a smile he looked down at himself, trying to understand what Takeshi was telling him before he let out a squeak, shaking his fists. “Ooh! I try! I try! I just don’t know where it all comes from”, he spoke quickly, squeaking again when he was grabbed by Takeshi. “I-I think I get it! I think so. Be all like water? All water and not fast and big…”

Kai didn’t really like being reminded of the past, especially when it was the King that was involved. He didn’t mean to have any sort of connection with the King, he was just trying to survive with his family and not end up getting thrown to the trash for being useless. “Yeah, well…we weren’t given much of a choice. It wasn’t that long ago since we were drafted”, he spoke before sighing, taking the steaks for his brother and himself and placing them in the pan, watching them sizzle loud and strong, “It was either getting drafted or go to the labs to get experimented on. They liked how rare Saiyan twins are, I suppose”. Watching the rice carefully he soon went over and got the eggs ready at the side, waiting patiently for the pan to heat up when it had to be gradual. He didn’t really like cooking eggs too fast but he also didn’t want them to be too hard, hoping to get them perfect. Glancing at Haku at his excited response he let out a sigh, shrugging lightly. “Didn’t think you’d get so excited over cooking. You’re going to have to endure the pain of cooking too like burns and cuts…of course, Choi and I don’t burn ourselves at all anymore, but novices…well, you’ll be wanting to keep bandages near you”.

Choi was really happy to see Yumi out and about by herself even if she didn’t care as much to see him. He still saw no reason to treat her any different than he did before, even if things weren’t the same as they were before all of this happened. She was the first girl to actually like him, after all, and did hope she still thought of him once in a while. Listening to her with great interest he nodded with her words, smiling at her gesture. It sounded like quite the task she was setting for him, but he had an idea. “Huh…weak? Strength? Best not to have raw meat…well! I have an idea”, he spoke calmly before clapping his hands together, “Well, we can cut it up all small! You know, little bitesized pieces. We’ve got lots of steak so we’ll chop one up, alright? Want one too?”