"Oh they'll come back. Viral's going to need to calm down thanks to you, but Yumi will get him there. Once that's settled they'll return, I know it." Where else would they go? Besides both of them likely boasted some moderate wounds at this point, it would be foolish to run off and ignore those. While he hardly had the means to treat injuries on hand they could easily find some substitutes nearby and make due until they got back into the city. Hearing the creature's rebuttal to his interrogation Aito let out a sigh, finally getting off of it and rising to its feet, "So that's it then. You're still infantile despite your intellect, only following orders blindly without knowing any better. And it is very relevant to me. Your kind have been ravaging worlds and causing havoc for people all over, I think it's very much relevant we know where you're coming from. If you've no answers however..." Aito paused, turning and extending a hand towards the creature, poised as though he'd fire off a Ki blast. "Then... I suppose we're done with questions! I'm tired, you're tired, and this is getting us nowhere frankly," he muttered, letting out a sigh as he shook his head, placing his hands at his hips, "Honestly, to think I'd feel sorry for the thing that tried to kill me..."

Yumi had found Viral again, or rather, she had found him. Hard to lose track of a giant shark man in the middle of the forest. So how would she proceed from here? There was hope that speaking to him directly might appeal to whatever sense he had left and bring him down, while a smaller yet just as vocal voice screamed to fight him and wear him down. She tried to ignore the latter, hurting her friend was the last thing she wanted, necessary as it may be. Smiling nervously as he began to approach her she kept her arms out and stood in place as he silently begged for him to see her for who she was, not as a mid-afternoon snack. Every fiber in her being screamed for her to flee when he came closer yet she held firm, feeling his breath tickling her skin with how close he was coming. Noticing his eyes going to her wounds repeatedly an idea occurred to her then, quickly untying one of the makeshift bandages around her arm and holding it out. "This is what you want right? My blood?" she asked, setting it on the grass before taking a few steps back to give him space, "I can find you food, if that's what you're after. Let me help you, Viral. Please."