T’charrl didn’t understand what he was supposed to do, if he couldn’t make the seeds grow properly then he wouldn’t be able to help here. He was feeling pretty useless right now. Maybe it would had been good for the spirit to take the energy he was harbouring and use it to heal the area since it could do that much better than him. Staring at the patch of dirt he gasped when the spirit rubbed itself against his leg, trying to tell him to think happy thoughts probably. “What but I, uhh…I-I don’t know what to think for happy thoughts…” he spoke, looking down at the patch again. Just what did he have that was a happy memory? There was his family but he missed them so that wasn’t very happy, then there was his friends but he missed them too. Slowly bending down he gave the dirt a light poke, trying to think of a happy thought that didn’t just make him feel nervous or nostalgic. “Uhh…I-I don’t know any happy thoughts. Is that what I’m missing…?” he questioned himself before looking to Haku, “I need some happy thoughts! I don’t know any, though!” ---- Despite being crushed before he could even have the serum help him, Kiton’s thoughts were elsewhere. He didn’t know what he was doing or whether he could trust these people for lying so harshly to him, even if it was for their best interests. He genuinely thought he had lost everything, but here they were all fine and well. As he was finally let go he gasped and held onto his ribs, wondering if he might just pass out just from that alone. He didn’t understand what he was supposed to say to all this, he was completely lost for words. Staring at nothing for a moment he soon looked up to Leto, a moment of disbelief on his face before he looked to Sasha. “That’s a…really horrible lie…” Finding it hard to process the lie he gasped when Sasha took his hand, leading him down to the others who had arrived. He didn’t know how to process any of that or what he was supposed to say about it, but he did know he was still angry and disappointed in himself. He honestly thought he was going to be alone again and couldn’t even process the thought that the others might be alive. Staring down at the other rebel actors who were pretty much out of it he felt angry that they had to be put through all this just for testing him, then there was the man he had effectively beaten. “Do you…always do this for new people? What if I did kill him? What would had happened then??” he questioned her, still feeling pretty terrible about it all, “Would I had been ambushed and killed off? Is that it?” ---- Viral did take a moment to contemplate whether he could actually dull the pain elsewhere in his body and replace it with a singular pain. He didn’t know what he was supposed to do about this pain or how long it was going to last, but it was expected when he was transformed for so long. All of his transformations took a massive toll on his body and for him to wander around all willy-nilly made him wonder just how far gone he would have to be mentally to not realise he was struggling with his energy resources. Sighing at the offer of tea he simply waved his hand a little, his arms feeling oddly heavy. “Sure…tea, whatever…” he spoke before looking to his shoulder, getting quite annoyed with how handsy everybody was with him since he wasn’t noticing them. Growling lowly in annoyance he sat back slowly, gradually managing to fold his arms as he closed his eyes. In the brief moment of silence he had to himself it was interrupted once Yumi arrived back on the scene. Looking up he pushed himself up he stared in her direction, frowning before pulling back a little when she touched his forehead. “What’s with all of you today and touching me without my permission…” Frowning when she decided to touch his paw instead he let out an annoyed sigh, feeling confused when she talked about something they had. “I don’t…know what you’re talking about. What thing? I don’t remember…” he muttered, slowly rubbing his head as he tried to remember it. There wasn’t much of the other day he could recall, he felt like he had woken up from a bad dream with whatever battle she was talking about having flown right over his head. Trying to think about it he soon looked back to Yumi when she asked him a question, frowning a little before he sighed and reclined back. “Maybe punch Aito when he gets back. He’s clearly taking advantage of me with all that touching he’s doing…” he sighed, “Otherwise I don’t know…unless you can get me painkillers, but Vegeta keeps those hidden from so that’s annoying. I can’t see anything, I can’t smell anything or hear right, my bones feel like they are going to cave in…I just want some relief”.