Viral glared at Aito as he spoke before looking away, sighing at his logic. It was dumb logic he couldn’t understand, some human logic that probably only made sense to him. To hide something from another just because they were afraid it might hurt them was the worst logic he’d ever heard. “I want to know everything…especially after you had carried it to your grave once before! Would you be willing to do it again?” He didn’t know what else he could be hiding from him but he wanted to know everything before it was too late. “You know how long I’ve waited for answers just because you were too scared? That logic might work for naturally born children, but I am a created lifeform! Would you want so much hidden away from you if you woke up with no memory?? Even if I do get them restored, there’s no way of me knowing if they’re real…not until you tell me everything…”

Viral may not be able to understand these ‘parent’ things he speaks of but that didn’t mean there weren’t other things that couldn’t be sorted first. He didn’t want to have that resting on his mind either for the entire duration of his session and had to ask Vegeta how he felt about things and what happened in the past. He knew there was problems sometimes with Vegeta treating him like a company creation with even considerations towards his deactivation through forceful destruction, but whether Vegeta recognised that was something that needed to be addressed. Keeping his eyes low he felt confused over the offers he was given, not really being one who wanted material possessions. He didn’t know what he would want out of that or what might make him feel better, surprised Vegeta didn’t think that he probably wouldn’t know himself either. “I can’t travel unguarded, you know the RRA have a way to stop me. The most I could do is try and destroy them, but then who will be the villain then…” he spoke before he sighed, shaking his head, “There is nothing you can do to help me feel better unless you think of it yourself. I could wish for anything and not feel better knowing it was my decision and not your consideration…”

Viral didn’t know how Aito came to the conclusion that taking equipment outside would ever be a good thing, especially if they were planning on going out as far as Aito was planning. He didn’t want to be stuck in a lab himself, but the forest on that particular planet seemed too dangerous when he wasn’t strong enough to fight back. There was always Aito and Vegeta but it was unlikely they would always be able to keep a watch everywhere, plus they didn’t know if being out and away from everyone else would help at all. “The people we visited were city folk. I don’t know where you’d find people who would know. Seems like too much effort, anyway…” he sighed, shaking his head, “This seems like a lot of work for a task that is only assumed to work. Won’t the forest provide less sunlight too?”

Shu didn’t understand what the big deal was when he had already been told off for his previous attempt, seeing that moving forward and back in a casual tilt was just a minor thing. Staring at Takeshi as he tried to give him some encouragement he felt confused to how he should feel, wondering if he was just being silly again to think this was barely anything. “I could always get in the air, just…too fast…” he spoke, pressing his fingers together, “If I could just…fly like you guys can…but…” Feeling a little discouraged that he might be stuck in a casual jitter of a flight pattern he squeaked a little when Kabocha decided to speak up, not looking too sure what to make of him talking. Staring at him as he tapped his fingers together, frowning at first before tilting his head a little. “You think so…?” Looking down at himself he tried to use their words of encouragement to believe in himself once again, smiling a little before wobbling back and forth in the air a little bit. “Ooh! I’m gonna! I’m gonna!” he squeaked before leaning forward and off into Takeshi, grabbing hold of him in his haste.

Kai didn’t feel too confident about what Choi was trying to create but if he thought he could make it for the one he fancied then he was probably going to pull it off somehow. He did have faith in his brother but it was easy to question his strange choices when it came to food. He would assist him if he needed it, but right now he was quite enjoying his sandwich. Pointing out the condiments was just to help Haku with his cooking when it was an important part of making food too, seeing how he wanted to test out his judgement skills when it came to what he thought was best added to his own food. Watching him make a selection, watching him have a good shake of the cayenne before sighing. “You’ll have to watch out with how much of that you use, but if you like it spicy then no problem”, he spoke, shrugging, “Spicy steak is pretty good, but you’re best watching out as to not kill the taste completely. Sometimes too much of something can ruin the flavour”.

Choi was just getting everything else ready at this point before going to get the rest of the equipment needed for making this meal, hoping to toast the break at the very end rather than have it getting all burnt or too cold. Super cold toast was never nice to have, even if it was with a meal that was usually eaten cold. “Well, there should be enough for everyone if that’s anything, even with just a few steaks! I doubt they can keep working without food or Viral getting angry at them for being hungry”, he smiled, getting the blender ready, “Mistakes are made when someone’s hungry and I wouldn’t want them mistakes made on me!” He did wonder what it’d be like living with these guys after the Beastman was better, especially when everything they did seemed to revolve around him. There appeared to be someone with him pretty often or they went to places to try and make him feel better. He hadn’t seen the ex-Commander fight, but he heard he was ruthless with a specialty of levelling opposing cities; however, he wasn’t sure whether he wanted to see that or not. “I don’t even know what worlds I want to visit. Maybe a troubled world where we can save the people…yeah, I’d like to fight again, you know? Where would you go?”