Kai shrugged a little at Takeshi’s response, folding his arms when he gave his reasoning for his awkward question. It would only seem logical to get one done, maybe they could get one made on this planet. They had a lot of time they could spend on this planet away from the Saiyan Empire considering the energy managed to keep them away, but of course they couldn’t always seek refuge here. The resources here were definitely open and if the Prince’s power was anything to go by he could probably roast an entire group of Saiyans with that energy, so long as he didn’t hulk out and crush them instead.

Scratching his ear a little, he nodded before looking to Kabocha again as Takeshi brought up the question once more, his brother also looking to Kabocha at the sound of the question. There was definitely a lot of things they could say instead, but they might not add up if the Prince came back and looked different like he did. It was a pretty difficult thing to explain, even Shu was staring at them with some sort of hope in his eyes while looking absolutely worried. Guess the kid really did like that bug a lot, or maybe it was the kid being creepy in general as usual. 

Just as Choi went to open his mouth and speak instead Kabocha decided to talk, turning straight towards him again to see what excuse he was going to come up with. Feeling nervous, all of that quickly increased as Kabocha instead decided to tell the truth and his eyes quickly turned to Takeshi as if expecting him to react horribly to this. Staring at him with wide eyes, he almost jumped when Takeshi snatched up the sword and immediately stumbled on out of the door. This was bad, the guy was probably going to go search for him or possibly kill him with that sword. It was a fairly desperate situation, but the twins definitely kept their distance for now right up until Kai made a move just as Takeshi left, walking off towards the door as well before speaking up, “Don’t scare him, got it? His mother is out there”, Kai spoke as Takeshi flew off and away.

Shu didn’t know what it all meant or just what they meant by turning into a creature, the words were really strange and confusing, “A c-creature…? What…but…what does that mean…?” he asked out, trying to get up himself but it was impossible right now, just wanting to go and see his friend in his time of need, “T’charrl, my friend…how? What happened? What do you mean ‘creature’?? Ohhhh, but he’s so nice and brave…” It was definitely scary to not understand anything of what was going on, even the fact that the apparent tree had appeared not too long before they arrived back, “Did he make the tree…? How? How do you make trees? I thought trees make trees…”

T’charrl could only lay down, puffing and panting as he moved his massive arms around and clawed at the ground. He couldn’t believe himself, he had inflated into the monster all because his mother’s vibe had been picked up and was potentially seen as food. What a disgrace he was to his family, to his people; he had already been seen as weak and pretty pathetic before but now this was a new low that had been reached and would most likely see him destroyed because of what he had become. He needed so much right now, he had to get food before his eyes turned on his mother again and couldn’t stop himself from doing the absolute worst.

Closing his eyes for a brief moment, he opened them quickly and immediately they were directed towards his mother as she once again approached him, figuring out that his name and vocal prompts were the best way to stop him from doing something evil and vicious. With his large eyes set on her, he wheezed and hissed in a series of rapid big breaths, his lower abdomen vibrating as if displaying just how much fear he was feeling right now. Staring at her as she placed a hand upon his bulking, deformed furry shoulder, he listened to her before he slowly moved his head towards her, stretching out to rub against her solemnly before he stopped suddenly, his head pulling back as a deep vibration came from his stomach and slowly he was pushing himself up into a standing position again.

He couldn’t forget that he was hungry, that had been the very reason that he had changed and he was only going to get more monstrous the longer he ignored his needs. He had to keep his mind off his mother, he might end up turning around and ending up snatching her up before she could say anything. Letting out a deep verbal hiss before screeching, he pulled at a tree and bent it right down, his large jaws ripping off and swallowing branches and leaves all while trying to get any fruit if there was some growing in it. It was horribly upsetting for him, his desperate attempts to fulfil his desires and change to a more manageable size had him reaching out to whatever was close enough and eating it whether or not it was actually digestible.