Shu didn’t know if he was being too vague with his worries, but he was trying to be clear at least. He was sure his problem was one that couldn’t be fixed and he was just being silly by complaining about it. He didn’t want to make everyone unhappy or for anything like this to happen, he just wanted everyone to not worry over him and be happy even if he wasn’t. They deserved to be happy just as much as he did, he didn’t want to be an influence on them. “But…I feel like I am…” Finding it a little hard to see beyond the sadness and confusion he looked to June who began to speak to him, raising his shoulders before his vision was taken downwards. He wasn’t sure about how much she had been told of him but her talking to him like this almost felt like he was being told off, even if she didn’t mean for it to be. Squeaking a little he looked away, rubbing his arm in a guilty fashion. “She did…? Ooh, oh no. I’ve been bad then! I-I barely did any of that!” he gasped, shifting uncomfortably on his bed, “Did…did she also have problems with change? How do those things? How to make the things go away? So much I don’t understand. It scares me…”

Viral wasn’t entirely happy with having to admit he could only do this job, but if this was all he was going to manage without feeling like he was going to have a heart attack then he was going to have to put up with it. Growling in annoyance, he looked to the boulder and threw down his fist, shattering it. This was eventually going to hurt, there was no way he could keep doing this for as long as the day was. “I used my muscles plenty lately. Remember when I destroyed that creature? I was in the zone until I couldn’t see straight…” Finding it all too aggravating just how his condition was getting worse he felt it was going to have to be this until he was strong again, but then again he had no idea what he was supposed to do once he was better. He felt all too awkward being around Aito, then there was June. He couldn’t remember the times he was with them and with what Aito told him he felt very uncomfortable. Family values wasn’t something he was familiar with when he was the younger one, but then again he didn’t really know what age he was and what age Aito and June were when he killed them. Destroying the chunks whenever Vegeta passed them to him he rubbed his fist, staring down for a moment before realising Vegeta was talking to him. “I can withstand it. I would rather see blood and know I can heal properly than only bruises that will linger. I’ll be fine, anyway. Not like I’ll keep going to the point I break something, I’m not an idiot…”