T’charrl felt like he was possibly being a little inappropriate and getting a little too deep into the way his kind worked, but he didn’t mean to either. He wasn’t sure what she meant by that at first but hearing her give a comparison he didn’t fully understand maybe he was being a little too literal. “I’m sorry, I don’t really know what cotton candy is. I-I’m also sorry if I’m not making much sense too”. He didn’t know if anything that he said was being taken in by the others, only that he was trying to understand and not really getting anywhere fast. He figured they probably wouldn’t want to talk about his kind when it was probably just gross to them. He did want to try a lot of food he hadn’t before though, he could get behind that suggestion pretty easily when food was very appealing to him. “Oh, uhh…pasta? What a funny name. A lot of different meat too? Even with all this food in front of me, I’m feeling rather hungry just thinking about it”, he smiled happily, having a little trouble with the fork but he soon managed to get the food into his mouth appropriately. He still wasn’t used to all of this stuff that others with more fingers could do easily, somehow missing the cutlery he had back on his home planet. “I suppose that’s another reason for me to go and travel more. I didn’t eat much when I was growing up, but because of what happened to me I guess I should really try adjusting more. I don’t think I’ll get fat soon either”.

Shu was not sure if he was going to get all buff like he saw a lot of Saiyans get, but then again he did use a lot of energy compared to everyone else who just appeared to laze around a lot and only fight when they wanted to. Shu didn’t like staying still for a long period of time, probably why he remained so skinny. Eating his food quite happily he frowned when he was instead grabbed at, looking to Takeshi as he pulled his hand away. “I remember! I’m not good at it”, he spoke, staring at the fork before he licked at his fingers and wiped them down his top. He didn’t like using tools even though he was good at learning, he just enjoyed using his hands more. Sighing lightly he moved closer to the table, taking the fork in hand before simply shovelling the food into his mouth, trying to catch as much as he could before it fell back to his plate.

Viral just didn’t want to be bothered right now but he couldn’t really protest it either, finding he was too mentally out of it to tell her to stop talking to him. It wasn’t that he didn’t care that she wanted to make him feel happy, he just didn’t particularly feel he was worth the time. Letting out a light groan he looked away momentarily, trying to distract himself but finding it to be rather impossible. He couldn’t think of much as he stared down at the plate before him, frowning before he leaned back a little. “And possibly attack someone when I wake up? I feel that is somehow not what I want to be doing”, he sighed, knowing he was still prone to swiping whatever was in front of him. Not feeling entirely sure about his food situation he frowned as June continued to insist that he’d eat some, taking a piece in his claws as he glanced to June. “You say that like I didn’t like eating when I could. Of course I’ll like it, it’s a matter of if I can keep it down or not end up hurting someone as a result”. He really should try and be braver with food though. He shouldn’t be so worried all the time that he was somehow endangering people or think that he was being fed poison. 

Hesitating at first he soon began to eat, looking like he was both struggling and appearing determined to both stay awake while eating. This was particularly hard, he was feeling particularly pressured too which was definitely making him feel a little sickly even if his determination was trying to match the other’s hunger. He was tired of being a coward towards simple needs, even if it wasn’t entirely his fault. If he wasn’t tortured so badly to where his animal instincts were made dominant then he wouldn’t have all of these problems. Pausing briefly when he was looking fairly close to zoning out completely he sighed, wiping his claws briefly on the table which caused slight grooves to appear. “…Do you know what it’s like to feel like this? I’ve destroyed so many lives in the past before…but it’s what I’m good at. The Saiyans were only giving me the opportunity to let me be myself, even if they insisted on experimenting on me first to understand me”.