T’charrl nodded, letting out a sigh. “Nobody, but there’s reasons…and a lot of them aren’t pleasant for both parties”. There was even the added factor that he was ‘bug’-like, so Takeshi didn’t like going near him because it meant having to touch him. It made him feel like he was a gross creature of some kind that some people like Takeshi feared, something that was dangerous if touched or made people feel uneasy. It was hard not getting as much physical attention as he’d like to get all because he was hairy. “Uhh, I guess I can do those things…although they do take a lot out of me…” he spoke, contemplating it for a moment before giving his forearm a rub, “I also have my own blades…although that’s probably more to do with, uhh, my powers advancing unnaturally. Warriors in the past like me probably got them too as theirs grew stronger. Sometimes I wonder just how vicious my people were in the past…” Contemplating he let out a sigh, giving a smile when Yumi tried to be encouraging. “That is true. I wish to have a lot of fun with you guys when I get the chance…”

T’charrl was certainly starting to feel a little overwhelmed, he wasn’t used to so much attention and things were getting a little crazy. It was all so new to him, he had no idea how normal people did it. “Y-You don’t? Oh, I guess I have a lot to live up to in this next battle”, he laughed nervously, hoping he wouldn’t but he couldn’t exactly predict the future, “I think I changed when that Saiyan King showed up, but I got hit pretty hard and a building fell on top of me so I guess I was lucky I did or I would probably be dead”. He certainly didn’t know much about these creatures but he had other weapons that could come in handy against them other than just his claws at least. He hoped he was strong enough to fight against these creatures, especially when he didn’t know how strong he actually was. “Oh, that would be a hard question. I mean…what is stopping them from lying to me and saying they’re happy with just the way I am. Parents tend to lie to their children to make them feel better about bad things”.

Viral was growing annoyed with Takeshi, but shouting at him just caused more pain than it was worth. The way he talked about his brother was like treating him like a pet, as if hiding a problem was going to keep that pet happy under the assumption they would forget they were afflicted by something troublesome. Groaning in annoyance as Takeshi continued on with his odd assumptions over Shu’s problems his attention turned to Vegeta, staring at him for a moment before simply folding his arms and closing his eyes. With all these worries already existing for Shu he did wonder whether Takeshi slacking off was only making things worse. He knew how much Shu went through back when they were both being experimented on, but he didn’t know how much Shu had talked about it to Takeshi; however, from the sounds of it, not at all. Only opening his eyes to glance at Vegeta when asked to fix Shu he expected such an answer. Takeshi was trying to throw all the responsibility to them when there was more on their plate. 

Watching as Takeshi eventually decided to go off to sulk for a bit he let out a groaning sigh. “It’s funny that I’ve known the kid for longer than him, counting the time in the facility”, he spoke, looking back at the food as he proceeded to pick up a piece again, staring at it, “Maybe you will have to talk to the kid sometime. That kind of mental isolation can be maddening, after all. Tomorrow it’s probably best to use as little power as we can manage without underestimating them until we know how to shut off their connection. A problem is they managed to take an entire village off this plane of existence and whether the village is on the other side. I just wonder if I can handle being a leader…”

Shu had kept quiet and to himself the entire conversation, not hearing everything from it but knew it was concerning him with how many times he heard his name being announced. He was about done with his food and was just sitting quietly to himself hoping he wasn’t going to get noticed as trying to eavesdrop. Going pretty still he kept his eyes forward before noticing Takeshi had looked to him, squeaking in response and looking away again. He was pretty scared that he had done something wrong with how things seemed to had went, but he had no idea what he was supposed to do about all of that. Right now though he was too tired to think clearly about it, but he knew he would probably be thinking about it for a whole now until he understood what was going on. He shouldn’t ask about it, it was best if he remained where he was and pretend he didn’t hear being mentioned.