Shu didn’t think much about Earth when everything else around him seemed more important, plus it had been a long time since he had been there now with all the travelling. He remembered being there for Viral’s party but it felt like so long ago that it happened. He had a lot of time to try and relax but a lot of it was spent in Space and not near his kind of environment at all, now he was having to go into battle with his friends where he could only hope he won’t freak out and lose everything. If he was going to manage then he would have to try and find some bravery within him and finally face his father without falling into the trap of losing himself. Thinking about Earth was slightly distracting, but it was still rather difficult. “What if it’s too late for help? What if I have been not wanting to get help for too long? Mister Viral isn’t getting better too…” Feeling that little bit less in control of himself already he shuffled around with his seatbelt, squeaking when Takeshi helped him out with it, staring at his chest a moment before looking up to Takeshi. “I need to be able to fight too, but…I don’t know. I don’t want to fight Father, but I don’t want to make people always have to protect me…”

T’charrl didn’t know whether he should be worried or force himself to give into the notion that he was just here to be used. They probably would’ve left him behind if he wasn’t unstable, making him feel a little sad to be here if that was the case. Sighing to himself he gasped when Haku decided to sit beside him as if he wasn’t expected it. Looking to him quickly he straightened himself out on the chair, looking to him quickly before away again, shifting his feet. “I-I don’t know what the King is like or what he will say. I don’t know anything about the King or what he is apart from a Saiyan”, he spoke, pulling at his wing a little to get it to align properly in a nervous twitch, “He’s strong, I guess, but…I don’t know. I don’t think he’ll care if you are a deserter other than making fun of you”.

T’charrl couldn’t help but feel pretty terrible about everything, only wondering if he was going to be able to keep it together and prove he was a perfectly able fighter without having to transform. He could surely harness the strength of his transformation, but then again he was completely out of practice with anything to do with his mutation. He was definitely a pretend type of strong when it came down to it and that made him a little upset, knowing he was only strong when he changed. Shifting slightly when the ship began to move he looked to the floor before to Haku, staring at him for a moment before looking away, rubbing his neck. “I-I guess…but I’m not very strong”, he spoke, shaking his head, “I don’t know if I’m going to be any good to be around if this King is strong, not unless I just change and get it over with. Everyone seems to want me to for us to win”.