Shu was scared that he was going to be left alone and tickling wasn’t making him shake off that fear, even if he was usually quite happy to play around with her. He was still unhappy over what happened before and felt he couldn’t quite recover from that over one little attempt at playing. Shu didn’t know how long this was going to be a problem for them, he didn’t know how it was supposed to be prevented nevermind trying to fix it.  “But how long…? Why does it happen to me? Nobody ever talks to me about it…” He felt alone with it any with nobody to talk to about it, he was trapped with worrying over it forever. Nothing could possibly fix it if it had been happening since Earth. Holding onto Yumi’s hands with his tail he frowned when she took her hands back, placing them down as she tried to reassure him over this whole mess. He was scared after his dream, but he did want to do something other than possibly go back to sleep and end up having a scary dream again. “…I would like that…” he muttered, looking to the nurse briefly before down at the floor, “I am still all hurting, though…but…I-I still want to see…”

Viral didn’t know the status of his treatment for what he considered to be the most important part and every time he asked about it all he was getting was a very vague answer. He wasn’t seeing what they were doing to try and fix it, he would’ve thought they would need to be with him a lot to try and fix it up and yet here they were not even touching him to see what might help ease his damaged body. “If I suddenly start deteriorating fast, it’ll be on both of you”. He didn’t know what might happen to him further, but he wasn’t really willing to find out. To have nothing happen to him other than the injector made him feel very uncomfortable, especially when he had to rely on that and his senses to be able to prevent an attack. Staring at Vegeta and his poor attempt at a joke he let out a sigh, shaking his head. “I don’t understand why you think me sprouting all sorts of features is supposed to be considered ‘tame’ to you. Me being unable to fight without something happening is hardly what I would consider ‘tame’ either. Your optimism certain manages to get annoying at the best of times…” he spoke before he sighed, rubbing his head, “But…fine. I’ll do it if it gets you to shut up. If anything happens to me or to someone else because of me, it’s your fault. You got that?”