Shu stared at Takeshi as he got all excited, not feeling too sure how he should react to that. He knew he was just trying to get him all pumped up and was expressing his excitement, but it wasn’t really working on him all that much. What Ricken said was being taken to heart more than the excitement he should be feeling. What if more people got hurt? He did wonder how those bystanders were and if they got hurt because of him, he should really look to see but if he did they would notice his concern. Looking to Ricken when Takeshi practically challenged him he tilted his head a little, feeling rather confused now. Takeshi wanted to win and seemed all hyped up for that, but Ricken just wanted to entertain people and didn’t care about winning. Shu didn’t know what he’d win if he did come out the champion, but people’s happiness mattered too. If Takeshi wasn’t willing to go easy on him then he didn’t know how he was supposed to do this, whether he shouldn’t show he was just another Saiyan and could put on a struggle or if he should just try to win like Takeshi.

Spacing out for a moment as he watched Ricken and Takeshi he almost jumped when Sasha spoke to him, turning around quickly to face her. “Ooh! I-I’m okay! Things are very good!” he responded, worried that he was showing something others might be picking up on, “Am ready for next fight!” Looking back over at the stage as Sasha did he stared for a moment before looking up at her, not knowing quite how to respond to that. Shock was never a good thing, it usually meant things didn’t go as they should had and everyone had been thrown off by that. Thal sounded like had a good reputation, but what if he just destroyed that by having him lose in such a manner? He hoped that wasn’t the case, but he was still worried. “Ooh, who know how good I do! How good is Shu? No really sure”, he spoke, clapping briefly, “Maybe Shu get beat! But that okay! No really mind, not much like Takeshi, yes? Takeshi be all ‘I win, you know!’ but Shu be like ‘fun and be happy! That all Shu needs!’ Yes?”

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Viral wasn’t having any of Yumi’s nonsense and simply groaned, shifting his head to pay no attention to her. She really was just not functioning at all. If he could he would just watch the event in silence, but she was all sorts of excitable since when he first woke up. Groaning, he kept his eyes off her until she was just at the point of spouting claims he didn’t see as possible to keep. “All I did was use my trump card…” If he didn’t transform he probably would had been beaten, especially when that’s what had him using it in the first place. He had taken a great amount of punishment and was on the verge of dying by the time he did and even that didn’t save him in the end. He would never know if he did well or not because of that.

Growling a sigh at the mention of Takeshi he was certainly starting to wish he could move so he could sit her somewhere else, shame he couldn’t feel most of his body. He didn’t even want to think about Takeshi or how he’d act if he was allowed to go all out and not that fist fight they had before. “…You know, Vegeta has every reason to be cautious with me…” Feeling her take hold of his paw he looked back at her, becoming rather suspicious. He didn’t like how she was holding his paw, but when she decided to lift it that’s where things were certainly becoming painful. Wincing, he tried to make an attempt to pull it out of her grasp but as a result he was just unsettling his body some more. Trying to force his way through the pain he looked away, hoping she’d let go of him soon but instead that moment of pain turned into agony as she fell on his arm. Even if she was pretty light he had sustained so much damage that even the slightest weight was going to cause pain, he couldn’t even yell at her because of the organ damage he received too. “Get off me before I just kill myself…!”