T’charrl felt like a coward, his mind telling him he should had gone into the house but on the other hand if he suddenly changed in the house it would easily collapse. His changes were too quick for him to stop and rather destructive, he didn’t know how to control it other than the fact someone could reverse his mindless nature by speaking his name; however, whether that would always be the case would be something to be seen. Whether this change was permanent was something to be foreseen, but as he moved to his mother he had to try and feel safe as these thoughts dwelled in his mind. Lowering himself a little to underneath his mother’s eye level, he cuddled against her as Takeshi moved into the house, just hoping things would go well.

Viral didn’t find that all to be encouraging, especially considering they were planning on leaving soon and out into the field again. It didn’t sound like they knew what they wanted to do at all; they were just going along with things and hoping for the best each time. He didn’t know where he could relax in the universe without the Saiyans chasing after him, didn’t matter whether they wanted him back or to kill him either. He had no way to realistically settle and this planet was his last chance, instead showing that he couldn’t fight or defend his pride when it mattered most, “You already tried with this planet, but look at how that ended up…”

Looking to Yumi as she began to make suggestions, he couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed at the thought of having to use things like that, things that can explode or make him look stupid and slow. Feeling a little fed up with these decisions, when Takeshi spoke up he made a little effort to look at him before letting out a grumble at it, “I can only imagine looking so stupid with something like that”, he grumbled, looking away a little, “It’s not like Yumi’s suggestions were any better, either”.

Viral was a little suspicious about Takeshi coming in here, his eyes on his figure when Vegeta got suspicious about his presence too. It wasn’t lost to them that he was here for something, but whatever the reason it was probably because it was important. Staring at him as he spoke, he felt a little suspicious when it was T’charrl who had mended him, but how he managed to do that was just a little curious, “Hmm, is that so…” he spoke, placing a hand on his stomach, “Whatever he did sounds suspicious...and just how did he figure he can do that? He’s nearby…with some odd energy…hmph, I’d rather not be in pain, anyway…”