T’charrl tilted his head a little before looking around, tilting his head a little more as his antennae twitched. “I could suck out your life energy and you wouldn’t even know about it until you start feeling weak. Does that not scare you?” It was probably why his kind died out, minus the whole using spirits to their advantage. He didn’t know how many of his kind were still on his planet other than the King, he didn’t even get if his children had the gift either or if it had missed their generation. Not really understanding his logic when saying everyone was a monster in their own way he tilted his head, frowning before shaking his head. “I don’t think you really understand…but that’s okay. There’s many who don’t understand”, he spoke, looking to the ground, “It’s nothing to do with what you were trained to do. It’s to do with how unnatural my level of power is and what happens when it goes out of control…” While all the talking was helping a little he was still trying to control himself, his knees shaking a little. He didn’t know what was going on with the creature and everything he had been doing so far had been left unfinished because of it. The area did look a lot better than it did before, but the negative energy that was leftover was difficult to control. It could had been worse, but his training previously had left it thankfully easier to handle when before he could barely get a handle on it. Staring at it as it wriggled around Haku seemed dead set on keeping it, eventually letting it go to have a sniff around. “Uhhh…really? B-But, what would the others think? What if it can get hurt? What can it do? I don’t know this much about spirits to be able to tell whether it can do everything we can, even if it could leave the area…” ---- Kiton didn’t want the mission to be a wasted effort when everything was riding on him beating down this man. Maybe while fighting this man he could compromise the safety of the people, letting the pirates go away with their treasures that could be replaced. He didn’t think a bunch of pirates would care for hostages that much and just let them go when it was known that they were all that they were there for. Holding his own against the captain’s attacks he hoped the man could compromise, gasping when the man backed off to avoid the kicks. Glaring at him, he got his fists ready again, watching him as he spoke before becoming concerned with what he was saying. Watching as the man extended an arm towards a building he was immediately placed on high alert. “No! Don’t!” Before he could even make a proper reaction the Ki was sent flying, the building very quickly becoming properly obliterated. With wide eyes he stared at the destroyed building, the shouting that had come from it only becoming ingrained into his mind as he remained stunned. The mission had become too quickly a failure because of him, all of that planning gone to waste because he didn’t understand how ruthless this guy was. Continuing his staring at it he barely paid attention to what the man was saying now, his attention not being given until the last moment as the captain came hurtling towards him. With no time to dodge or make a reaction he was ploughed down at full force, his small body slamming into the ground under the full weight of the captain. ---- Viral let out a groan, not seeing the logic in it. He was an artificially made creature while a mother was someone who had given birth to you. He wasn’t born or anything, he came from a test tube made from a plethora of different things. Even then he barely knew her, he had lost his memory of her and Aito so that didn’t help matters. As he was slowly lead into the house the change of temperature made him shiver slightly, the tough skin on his arms not even being immune to the temperature shift. Glancing to June when she patted his arm he let out a sigh, shaking his head. “I’m supposed to change now and again to suit the environment, but I still have some concerns I’d rather address later. Now is hardly the time…” When June left him alone in the kitchen to get something he immediately had the sense of being lost, his environment almost completely lost to him apart from a few distant shapes. He couldn’t even tell where the table and chairs were, only that they were somewhere out there ready to trip him up. Becoming alerted to the sound of June when she returned he remained silent, staring down until a chair was forced into his area of awareness. Reaching out in the direction he heard it from he soon found it and sat down, sighing heavily before gasping as his head was suddenly gently assaulted by June with a towel. Reaching up at first he soon growled in annoyance, eventually dropping his arms and slouching as he was dried off. “I won’t catch a cold…I’m hardy and durable! You’ll just give me food anyway too…” When June started to touch his scarf instead he became suspicious, frowning at the suggestion to wash it. He didn’t know if it had been washed recently since he was sure Vegeta and Yumi touched his stuff whenever he passed out, probably washing his clothes in the process. “Probably just needs ringed out…” Frowning when she mentioned a tear he looked down at it, not really seeing much apart from the red blur until she began to remove it from his neck. “Be careful with it! It’s already drenched and I don’t need it tearing some more!”