Viral stared at Aito for a moment before sighing, staring back down at his tea. He certainly was trying to be as positive as possible and whether it worked or not was even beyond even him. He didn’t know if he was picking up on the positive vibes, but if he was he certainly wasn’t feeling it. Sighing lightly he gave the tea a calm sniff before gazing upwards, wondering why they were here just sitting around having tea. He didn’t have time to take off, he needed to get his problems fixed and his body working correctly. This was all just a big distraction and even if he was supposed to be tired and sleeping he couldn’t afford to sleep. Finding the conflict to be all too much for his mind he just ended up staying awake in the stress of it all, barely finding time to take the compliment from the people Aito was giving him. “I don’t know. Vegeta was doing all the work, I was just tagging along”, he spoke, staring into his tea, “I’m not sure what I’m supposed to be feeling from that either. I just did what I was told to do, it was really all Vegeta’s idea to get me involved”.

Shu didn’t understand why she didn’t want to play but was more than happy to get to it and play with his brother. It was going to be fun, he hoped, even if he wasn’t used to this sort of environment. Waiting for Takeshi to throw the ball again he bounced after the ball again, smiling happily as he caught it and took a moment to study it before tossing it back to Takeshi, curious as to why he was moving further away. Watching him curiously he soon began to bounce, getting ready for the next toss. He still didn’t really understand the game but he was having fun with the ball, even if Takeshi moving farther wasn’t making him feel very comfortable. “Ooh! I catch! I catch!” Watching Takeshi toss the ball he gasped and immediately made a sudden spring up, making a grabby motion to try and catch it. He almost lost it but did manage to catch it, nearly landing on his side but managed to stop himself with his hand and tail. Turning around quickly he looked to Takeshi, squeaking as he threw the ball back to him in a fairly normal manner. “Ball! Nearly got away! No have that happening, yes?”

Kiton was a little annoyed with Korian. The guy probably had all the information about him on that little computer that woman carried and yet still didn’t want to. Maybe he would see the crimes that are on his record are ones he would’ve been forced into those crimes to live. It’s not like he destroyed civilisations or anything, just stuff that anyone with his power and bad situation would do. Sighing lightly as he was left alone he lowered his head, giving it a slow shake before gasping as someone entered. It was Sasha, that girl from the group. Well, at least he thought she was in the group judging by the last time he saw her. Staring at her as she approached him he slowly stood up, frowning slightly before he looked to the door. He had already been here for a while waiting for Korian to go see him after being dragged off, so being locked up would just be the next step. While he was alright with having a little bit of freedom he was still in their custody and not allowed to have a taste of normal life quite yet. “I do have a few, but I don’t know if I’m going to get them answered”, he sighed, looking to the door, “What’s with that guy? He barely gave me a chance and just came and left. What do I do now? I don’t know this place, I was in being watched by that other guys for the longest time because they didn’t want to give me too much medical attention in case I-…well, whatever. Do you have computers here?”

Krom wasn’t intimidated by Korian in the least. He knew the man wasn’t like that but he also knew it was probably best not to intimidate him too much or he might lose his job. He had heard what he did to Viral and what happened after, but it wasn’t as if he was an artificial creature and something Korian despised. Even if he was with Yamate, it couldn’t be enough to threaten his life in such a violent fashion. Watching Korian take a seat he stared at him, waiting for the man to settle as he sat up straight himself. The man certainly sounded like he was concealing some sort of inner rage, but that was his problem considering he was completely calm himself. Even if he disliked the man for what he did he was going to be the better man in this confrontation. “That’s the problem: we were winning too easily. You know what’s going on out there, right? How bad the situation is becoming?” he questioned him, shaking his head, “None of them are even the least prepared for what’s happening! The King doesn’t want them to die and even if he didn’t want to be involved in this conflict, it’s going to happen. None of us can escape it. All this squabbling between ourselves is getting out of hand; shouldn’t we be fighting the common enemy rather than making pointless conflicts? Those kids need trained…”