If there was one thing that annoyed Viral it was when Takeshi decided to twist the subject onto himself, trying to come up with the right way to approach his issues by making it all about him instead. It made him pretty angry but he wasn’t going to blow up about it during a time like this. He was trying to give Takeshi a chance to explain himself and find out if he was being honest, not just spewing out words to try and make everything better. Staring at him as he continued to blab about himself he soon frowned and folded his arms. Takeshi was an idiot, that much didn’t really change. If any of it was supposed to make him feel better then Takeshi certainly didn’t know much about making it up to someone. Oh well, if Takeshi didn’t want to learn anything about him only to turn the topic around so it was about him then he wasn’t going to bother talking about himself anymore.

Looking away for a moment he only decided to look back to Takeshi when he went ahead and try to make everything better, but it only managed to confuse him. He didn’t think he wanted to do any of that for a right reason or to protect himself, he just wanted them gone for being a disgrace. The only times he was thinking about others when battling was by throwing himself into the fire completely, sacrificing himself for them all even if it didn’t work. Doing such a thing didn’t make him a good person either and what was worse was he didn’t even know what he was going to do with himself after his treatment was done with. “Protecting someone or something…hmph, that’ll certainly be a change. Everyone can protect themselves nowadays”.

Feeling like he was getting nowhere at this point it was Yumi who decided to speak up about the matter, turning to her with a frown. She certainly defined it better than Takeshi did, but even then he still felt confused over it. So someone could hate the other, but so long as they had something in common they could be friends? “Such a complicated matter, it seems. If that’s the case then I don’t know what friendship means to me”, he spoke as he folded his arms, staring down at the ground, “I don’t have hobbies, I don’t care for much and believing in something isn’t anything I can think of. You would think after all those years I would find a hobby. Even when I was allowed to do very little, I still could had found a hobby…” Just getting annoyed at himself now he tried to stop thinking about the pointless waste that was his life, unable to understand why he was so concerned about it. Maybe he had spent too much time being around these people instead of battling, it was only ruining whatever personality he might’ve had before without thinking up unnecessary concerns. Growling lowly he soon huffed, waving his paw. “Why am I even having this pointless talk with you people?? Are you trying to get me to go soft?? Just typical…”