“I don’t constantly feel terrible, you know. I feel normal a lot of the time, or at least what feels like normal…” Viral spoke, eventually grumbling, “It’s very hard telling when you’re not well after so long, you know. I can’t tell whether I am okay just from feeling okay. To ‘look’ okay is probably more encouraging than trying to feel it out and discovering you’re doing pretty badly despite feeling like everything’s going fine”. It was difficult telling whether he was okay or not when he was not willing to see what he looked like, his problem being he didn’t want to see and then be shocked at how much he had changed. It was probably by a terrible amount, especially considering the clothes size he often wore had become loose. He was already pretty lean beforehand, but he must’ve dropped by a lot of weight if his clothes were practically falling off him. “I doubt you will. You’re still as competitive as ever”. Watching as Vegeta got himself ready he sighed, eventually moving his feet before simply going straight for Vegeta with fists swinging, looking like he was truly trying to do a lot of harm to Vegeta if he got in the way of his punches.

T’charrl did wonder where everyone was but with Yumi here he probably shouldn’t care. He knew the ones who were alright had been training or something, but even then he wouldn’t had minded where and if he was able to watch during this time. The others probably didn’t know he was out, but that shouldn’t be a concern for them either considering it was just him and nobody really special. When Yumi decided to encourage him not to give up hope that they would want to see him he gave a smile, looking down. “I’m not sure about that. There’s lots more to worry about other than me when I’m not going anywhere”. While he wasn’t completely confident with flying he was still going to try, seeing how it was the only way he would be able to get around. Watching Yumi get all excited about flying he smiled nervously, wondering if she wasn’t going to end up flying away all crazily while he tried to keep up. “I don’t know which way to go. My wings are pretty ruined so I can’t use them if using energy became too difficult. I remember going the way the morning came…I think. I’m not sure what way to go”.

Shu wasn’t understanding what was going on or if he was wrong for being how he was. He didn’t know what he was supposed to feel on the matter and didn’t know if he was supposed to be happy that Takeshi was offering to help him some more. It didn’t really help when Takeshi said he was going to help him but hadn’t yet, now he was saying it again as if he forgot he told him in the first place. He didn’t want to keep pressing Takeshi with the matter, especially when he was the one offering help all the time. Feeling a little nervous and worried he looked up at Takeshi after his hair was ruffled, staring at him before looking away. “Is it even a power or is it something that’s wrong with me? What if it’s a bad thing that’s happening because of Saiyan? I’m confused…” He usually thought of power as something that was grand and under your control, but this was completely out of his control and he was just as bad for it as a monster was. Frowning, Shu stared at Takeshi as he was offered something else. “Huh? Fake fight? Umm, okay…umm, what do in fake fight? Why?”