Krom had little trust in Aito or even Yumi but that was pretty normal for someone who was essentially their enemy despite his current stance with helping to train the others up. That was more to do with them being too weak to fight off the stronger enemies of the galaxy, especially when the creatures were even stronger. Even with the Beastmen they had to be strong if they were going to survive future battles without using them. Hearing Aito try and reassure him that he won’t face torture he frowned, staring at him as he spoke as he tried to see the truth in that notion. If Aito was confident he wasn’t going to receive torture even after being beaten with the intention to get information out of him then he was pretty curious as to what his version of torture might be. “In your custody? You realise the only reason the rebels are keeping me alive is because I’m doing a service. What makes you think you can convince them to leave me in your hands? You’re the only one strong enough to hold me at bay, after all”. When Viral was given at least a thought about finally by Aito he looked around as well before snickering, looking back to Aito. “You really think he would stick around after what you did? Either that was his arm I heard or you broke him with that punch”, he spoke before sighing, shaking his head, “The lack of care you had after that was just painful to watch…”

Viral had managed to walk a fair bit until he was unable to go any further, managing to get to the woods before it got to be too much. He was well aware that his energy would eventually recover, but whatever happened before then was always going to be a case of it being unruly for the most part. He would have to try and keep his pride by hiding away while he dealt with the pain of being struck and his entire being having been shattered. Clutching his wrist as he hid against a tree he sat against it, staring down at his shaking claws before freezing up when he heard Yumi not too far away. Why was she looking for him? She had no reason to come out looking for him, he was just fine on his own apart from the crippling pain and feeling of no control. He just wished to be left alone after that, but she was going to sniff him out anyway. It wasn’t as if it was going to be hard anyway, he was probably stinking of blood and sweat at this point.

Shu didn’t know how it was possible to overdo music but if he thought it could be done then maybe he really should watch out. He was scared of losing his hearing, but if it had a likelihood of it not happening then he would be happy with his ability to listen to music to try and sleep. Smiling at Vegeta he bounced on his seat, getting excited about the possibility of many types of music being given to him. He didn’t know what kinds of music there was other than what he was hearing on the television. “Ooh! That would be nice, I would very much like that…” he spoke quietly, thinking about what other kinds of music there could possibly be. When Vegeta decided to ask him how he was feeling he frowned, pressing his fingers together. “Well, feeling okay just now. Takeshi took me to play with other people! Not had good day at start, though. Takeshi only help to make me feel better about being so different from other Saiyans. Still no sure how to feel about that…”