Kiton was an experienced enough fighter to know he shouldn’t be getting caught out and knew people would go for his tail naturally, seeing how it was an extra exposed appendage. It didn’t seem to be common knowledge that it was prehensile and he could use it exactly like a limb, especially when all Takeshi was doing was doing the equivalent of holding onto his arm. Throwing his body around he immediately went in swinging punches, throwing them hard and fast to get him to release him. Managing to get some of them through he grinned, tossing his fists before having to meet his own with Takeshi. Punching Takeshi’s fists right back he decided this would be a good time to retaliate. Tightening his tail’s grip on Takeshi he tried to use a lot of force to whip him straight down to the ground.

Viral felt pretty terrible and lost for thought, wondering if he was going to make it through this treatment with his mind still intact. He couldn’t help but feel a sense of loss over all of the possible treatments and while he was trying to remain positive, it was very hard. He wasn’t good with talking, he was only good at fighting and even then he was lacking in that greatly. If Aito could give him the hope he needed to continue then he would be fine with continuing on with this treatment of his, but if things didn’t go as planned then there was no reason to continue. Growling in annoyance when AIto decided to get dramatic with his chair he looked away again, slowly rubbing his head in annoyance as Aito decided to give him a task that sounded rather difficult already. “Something pleasant? Like what?” he asked quickly before sighing, shaking his head, “It’s reasonable, but I don’t see it happening as well as you’re trying to make it out to be. All you have is my past experiences that I don’t know about myself, the rest that I know seems trivial…”

“But…the whole point on coming here is to stop Viral from doing that…? He’s not supposed to from what I understand, right? Shu is different, like I said, and mine is…unnatural. They don’t even like how I look even if I don’t mind it, I mean…I have weapons and the orbs are just like decoration, right?” T’charrl didn’t know how to feel. He felt confused and worried that he was instead going into territory that would make people think he was complaining or being fussy, but he just wanted to understand how they felt about him. He didn’t know how to control his powers, he barely knew when he had them at their most minor potential so everything was daunting to him. He constantly felt like he was just going to change whenever he got anxious which was a lot all because he felt this way. “…They are good people, but…they could just be polite too…” He didn’t want to doubt their friendship but he really didn’t know what else to believe. He was not familiar with real friendship and knowing that people might be faking it made him scared. Brushing at his antennae awkwardly he didn’t take notice of Haku coming towards him only to hug him, his eyes going to him rather quickly with a gasp. Looking down at him he shuffled his feet on the ground awkwardly, looking away as he scratched his snout. “Uhh…t-the big deal…? It’s because I guess I shed when I’m nervous…which is a lot…”