Shu just stared at Kabocha, listening to his reassurance while not entirely sure to how he was actually supposed to take it all in. He was beginning to understand that a lot of aliens had their own hidden powers, hearing T’charrl mention his before all this made him question that but maybe all aliens were capable of becoming powerful warriors like that fuzzy Elite on that snowy planet. He was a little scared for T’charrl, he knew personally how finding a hidden power could be so stressful and his friend was worried about acceptance more than anything, “I-I see…really…? I guess that’s…good”, he spoke, trying to find some light in the confusing darkness, “But…how a creature…? Like an animal…?”

Choi raised an eyebrow at Shu, scratching his neck slowly before he shrugged, “Ehh, why is it important? But if you must know, he’s hairier than what he used to be and is kinda colourful”, he spoke, not wanting to go into any of the finer details like longer limbs, his weird tail-butt thing and crazy orbs of power sticking out of him, “He might just hate colour or something? Everything will be fine soon once his mother gets him and calms him down, okay? Just don’t freak out or things might get hairy…if you know what I mean”.

T’charrl wasn’t enjoying this by any means, eating this thing was like chewing on clothing or furniture, not to mention the trees were precious and one with the planet; then again, as he began to munch on it and digest the tree’s fibre he could feel the energy of the planet flow into him which granted him some relief. He would have to apologise to the planet later on, he had to apologise for a lot of things, even to his grandmother to whom he promised never to let the power get to his head. This whole thing must had happened before, but on a lesser scale when it was the General’s fault that he was like this and the guy’s own energy was corrupt, just as he assumed the mastermind behind the culling of his race would be.

Using his large hands to shove the tree down his gullet, he licked his teeth before letting out a pretty nasty cough, causing fragments of leaves and bark to fly out of his throat. His rapid digestive system was easily able to rid the tree from his gut and turn it to pure energy, and yet he was still feeling slight hunger like any normal person would when they were missing a meal. Staring down at the ground, he hissed lowly in each breath as his mother spoke, his jaw agape as if in exhaustion already as hopelessness built up inside.

With his eyes directed to the ground, his mother hovering over so she was in vision made him turn his head slowly, his large eyes sharpening their gaze onto her as if the aggression was slowly crawling back again; however, that all soon stopped as she touched him once again, even trying to give him a hug despite how puny she was compared to him. Shaking a little, he stared at her as whatever his heart had become started to pound, his mind remembering all that he needed to now. Letting out a low groan, he silenced himself when she spoke again, his mind going back to those times when she’s call him that and act proud of him.

Sniffling a little, he slowly moved one of his larger claws towards her hesitantly, his mind delving into more intricate thought that what he had been thinking previously. Going home seemed like an odd option, he’d have to learn to control himself above anything if he was going to bring a halt to these growing spurts. He didn’t know if he could change back into what he was like before, he could remember his skin ripping open as if it was simply a shell before his body wildly mutated, even his organs had all changed and rearranged themselves with the change continuing. He was afraid of what he was becoming, whether it was for the better of his planet or succumbing to the possible consumption of power and becoming a monster permanently before having to be put down.

With all that going through his mind, his monstrous impulses began to die down, his stomach somewhat satisfied for now and sure enough the distinct pain was returning and he was soon flinching as an intense straining sound vocalised from his body. Feeling the intense strain on his body, he gradually began to shrink again, his body losing muscle and height while his face gradually returned to normal; however, everything else from before remained. He still had the long curled tongue, he still had sharpened teeth, the coloured fur covering his body, the long arms, the orbs sticking out of his body, the fat and longer lower abdomen and still fair height at near enough two and a half metres. The fact that he had eaten a tree was not evident at all, but his pain still caused him to collapse for a moment as his mind rushed back to him.

The quake and all the talking had hardly even made Viral move, all of the moving had been done all by himself. He was unable to wake up by himself, he probably would had never gone to sleep if he could had helped it but the severe pain had knocked him out completely. The nightmares rattled his mind pretty hard, everything was coming at him and all the pain he was feeling in reality was just projecting itself as the pure torture he had felt when incarcerated. There was no way he could ever wake up by himself until he had healed, it all feeling like a drill being continuously turned in his gut and forcing its way down through his body.

As Vegeta and Yumi came in there was no reaction to their presence, even as they hovered around him like the figures in his dream. These nightmares were constant and even came to him when he was alone with his thoughts, but everything in the dream was something he couldn’t snap out of until he physically woke up. Flinching and twitching in his sleep, he breathed in quick gasps sometimes when the pain spiked, his fingers twitching as well as Yumi took a hold of his paw in an attempt to comfort him in his sleep.

Barely making a reaction to her patting of his cheek except for his eye twitching, he did slightly turn his head away a little in reaction and continued to be lost in his sleep. The voice of Yumi was distant and echoed, the calls feeling awfully far off until she got louder, his heart jumping slightly before his eyes flickered a little before opening with a gasp, flinching a little as he woke up in a fairly distressed state. The sight of Yumi startled him pretty well, everything was changed completely to reality and it had managed to frighten him pretty well with him not coming quite close to understanding the difference between a dream and being awake. As his mind was brought back again, he looked to Yumi’s blurry form, feeling completely disorientated, “…W-Wha-…No…why are you-…I’m fine…” he spoke, sounding just completely groggy and probably on the verge of drooling as a result.