“But…I can’t rest! I can’t rest, bad things will happen…” He really didn’t want to go back to sleep and go through the same series of dreams all over again. He was terrified of sleeping and having nobody around made it even harder. He could only hope Takeshi would come back to him, but he was scared that he ruined their friendship somehow by him transforming. He was completely terrified and didn’t know what to do other than hope everything was going to be okay for him and everything will return to normal. Right now, he was recognising he was dangerous and without the support he needed he was not going to be able to shake this fear off. Everyone around him was in danger because of him. Holding onto Yumi he pressed himself against her and peered over to see his friend, frowning at how beaten up he looked. It could’ve been a whole lot worse but luckily it wasn’t; shame his friend was awfully tired too. “Ooh…I don’t know. He looks really tired…” he muttered, looking to Yumi, “Not seen Friend sleepy before like this…”

Viral didn’t understand the point in any of this when there was more important things to do over plant some trees and flowers. They could be building homes instead of doing this when the rest of the city wasn’t exactly in the greatest condition. There was no real reason to do this other than the kid saying to ‘make the area look nice’. He hadn’t done any of this gardening stuff before, but it really felt like there was no point. “Sounds like a waste of time to me. Not everyone’s going to care about a place looking ‘nice’…” Walking over with the kid he stared at the place where they must be planted, finding this whole ritual to be most strange. Shifting the trees he waited with them for a place he might be able to plant them in, not seeing quite where he was supposed to plant them as he looked over to Vegeta. The area he was planting them in hadn’t already been dug up like this one so all it managed to do was confuse him. “How do plants make you happy when not all of you have your own homes yet? It’s just colours and leaves and…strange scents. There’s still going to be homeless people and those who know no peace…”