Shu had a moment to try and imagine what all of that was like, he was fairly curious to what they had to say about their own past. He could understand where they were coming from, even if he didn’t know what it was like to have a regular life. He wondered what it was like to have a true ‘civilised’ experience and that definitely sounded like it; same species contact, interaction between each other and a whole new struggle for existence. Staring at him curiously, he searched over Kabocha as he spoke, a little curious to what he was going to say before he gasped, his tail twitching in response, “R-Really…? Ohhhh…that’s really bad…” he mumbled, frowning, “He’d do that to me…? I-I managed to stay alive with what he did to me…does that make me useful…? Was he trying to kill me in the first place…? Ohhh, I’m confused…what did he want with me…”

T’charrl stared at Takeshi who seemed rather hesitant to touching him, his eyes looking away for a moment before back to him. He was sure that he didn’t want to touch him, it would had been because of how he looked and how he just sucked away the energy that probably made Takeshi not want to go anywhere near him. He was probably going to end up hiding away after this if someone who was of a completely different species was showing off how nervous he was about going near him. Frowning a little, he flinched a little when his mother seemed to cough or something, snapping right out of it when Takeshi sure enough climbed into his arms.

He couldn’t help but still feel guilty for making him touch him by climbing up and taking a ride back to the house; he didn’t need to take up his offer and go with his mother instead, “Uhh, y-yeah…waiting…” he muttered, feeling a little unsure about that. They probably wouldn’t be waiting for him if the other Saiyans had said what had happened to him and probably the reason Takeshi came out here with the sword would have been to fight him if he went out of control and possibly tried to kill his mother, “Right…one piece…” T’charrl didn’t know how he was supposed to react to that other than begin flying to the house, moving through the gap in the trees and just above the treeline as Takeshi talked to him some more.

He really didn’t know if he should try that healing thing again considering how much energy it used up, but then again he didn’t really know how to use his energy properly and had never learned so he could had easily put in way too much energy than was needed. Feeling a little nervous, he gasped at first as the panic attack nearly came on to hit him pretty hard, “Y-Yeah, uhh…who? One of the others…? That’ll be a lot, I-I mean, not that’s it’s bad! Uhhh, just…I-…I’d need more energy from someone, like really soon after because of, umm…various reasons…” He was a little scared, but then again everything was scaring him. He knew his mother was going to be supportive about it but eventually people would find out and want to kill him, then there was the General who was probably still at the house waiting for his mother to come back for a trial against what he did. He was pretty terrified; his whole would come crashing down on him pretty fast.

Viral grumbled in response to Vegeta’s words, hardly seeing it as a reason to not go into battle and possibly even beat up Korian for what he did. Revenge wasn’t something he often sought, but for all the trouble that had been caused and the severity of his punishment it definitely sparked up some hatred that needed to be released somewhere other than trying to destroy everything else with his unstable mind. He did wonder whether his other form was going to pop out uncontrollably or if he ever used it willingly if he would go on an uncontrolled rampage, but if it ever would then he’d want that rampage to be directed towards Korian and finish him off for good.

“Hmph, I was in the same place for a long time before I got released…” he grumbled, looking away again just as Yumi pulled herself on up to him and sat down at the table. She didn’t need to hang around, she could easily go and relax upon seeing that he was as fine as he could be. Letting out a sigh and looking away, he let Yumi get into discussion with Vegeta with no need to say anything against it before the attention was turned back to him, a frown coming to his face before he turned to look back at Vegeta. Vegeta didn’t need to seek revenge in such a manner, he would had felt better doing it himself but it wasn’t as if he could stop Vegeta either. Grumbling, he scratched at his chest slowly, not finding himself able to rebel against it considering the guy would go out and do it anyway eventually himself, “Plus you’re bored of me being broken because you know you can’t fix me by yourself”, he spoke, looking elsewhere, “You’ve always hated it when you couldn’t fix something, then you’d usually go on a tantrum about it. I haven’t seen you train since you got here, mainly because of me, so how would you know if you’re ready to fight or that I’d be able to fight even if you got me fixed up?”