Viral made a glance up to Aito before looking away again, staring at the trees for a moment before sighing and moving his paw down. If it was only that easy, if only he was able to remove that frustration and make everything better. He wanted to forget it, but it was proving to be terribly hard. He wanted to appreciate the fact he had the time to be out here resting and how he was allowed to finally find peace from this awful existence. Staring out at the forest as Aito spoke he found it very hard to appreciate the fact he was having this opportunity, how he was able to possibly sleep outside while the whole world went about their day probably filled with stress and other worries. He should be thankful for it, not for all the voices he was forced to listen to throughout his waking hours. Growling lowly he ended it with a sigh, closing his eyes after taking a deep breath. There was the trees and the grass he was lying on, the smell of the forest and the sound of the wind and wildlife. If he was going to die of exhaustion then maybe this would be a pleasant last memory, even if he wasn’t supposed to believe he was going to die. It seemed his mind was more content thinking he was accepting death by going to sleep, his mind drifting off with the thought much to his dismay.

Shu was getting all excited, finding this learning stuff to be fun and fulfilling. He didn’t understand much about writing but now he was able to understand his own and recognise letters that were previously unknown to him. Feeling happy with himself he stared at Vegeta curiously when he mentioned the next step, slowly shifting off the bed he walked up to the board, staring at it before looking down at his paper. He recognised some, but he didn’t know how to sound them out and just blankly pointed at a letter each time before withdrawing his finger to look down at his sheet again. He was confused to how he was supposed to do this without help, seeing how all of these letters could be anything. Squeaking anxiously he bounced on his toes, looking between everyone before Vegeta decided T’charrl should help him.

T’charrl didn’t know what he was supposed to do about helping, he was so far away from the board and he couldn’t exactly stand up to point at the individual letters. Slowly trying to sit up he got to about halfway before giving up, looking to Vegeta quickly before back to the board. “Uhh, I guess…umm…second one is ‘B’ which is like ‘bee’ or ‘bih’, umm, on the last word. I think it’s strange. I think it’s like ‘bih’ in this word, though. Umm…” Looking to Vegeta he looked confused and concerned. “How do I teach this? I’m not very good at it too. I can’t even reach the board”.

Kiton gave Sasha a little smile before looking away. “Well…sort of. We retain our strength, but it’s very easy to get lazy and not think to train if we think we’re strong enough to be unbeatable. I really want to unlock my potential eventually”, he spoke before looking back again, “I won’t be your enemy so long as I’m allowed not to be. The Galactic Police already see me as a ‘real nightmare’”. Kiton didn’t really want to fight them anyway, knowing how many of them there were who had been generally pretty nice to him. It would be seen as a form of betrayal he couldn’t forgive himself for. They were nice people willing to be his friends, or at least he thought some of them did at least. He kind of hoped they were his friends and really hoping they weren’t going to abandon him. “Takeshi? Still a long and complicated name, but whatever. He just wanted to fight someone strong, I guess”, he shrugged lightly, rubbing his side, “But I would like to see if they could trust me first before I tried to get to know them better. It could be seen as suspicious…or desperate. They’ve not really wanted to get to know me in return, so I don’t know. I should wait for their signal first”.