Kai shook his head, “You’re the one who took lead of accepting those aliens onto the ship and ran on down here first. That’s probably as much as being a ‘leader’ as you could get”, he sighed, backing off a little, “You’re still acting like a leader too, so unless you truly believe that we are all equal then you can keep that thought”. Kai didn’t really like the idea of there being no leader, especially considering he had gone on through his life always following a leader. With no insult intended towards Kabocha, he didn’t really have leader qualities when he was fair impatient and couldn’t really focus. Viral wasn’t really focusing much right now, it was as if the blood was simply draining from his head and his senses were gradually dying down, his mind not quite staying in the same place. He was running on fumes, his body finding it difficult to manage the strength with his condition only making him feel worse. He just wanted to die right now, there was no point on continuing on if this was going to constantly happen to him. Slowly lifting his paw, he wiped his nose before simply holding it up to his face, slowly looking towards Vegeta as he spoke. He’d be fine with going into a healing tank if he was actually injured and not just weakened to a small percentage of his original energy levels, but right now he just felt he might pass out. Yumi would probably have a fit if she saw him like this, bleeding his brains out through his nose. Watching as Vegeta took off he slowly moved his paw from his face, he turned to look at Takeshi who looked not all that sure about taking him anywhere or showing him where the pods were. It was probably just as well, the guy was a pain with his own complaining and was probably more concerned with other things. Slowly turning towards the door, he looked back to Takeshi when he finally decided to take his time and take him to these tanks. Viral didn’t know how these tanks operated, they were probably much different compared to the ones of the past and only modern Saiyans would know how to use them. Staring at Takeshi as he spoke, his eyebrow twitched before he growled lowly at him, giving him a steady glare, “Don’t…concern yourself with me…” he muttered before he slowly moved his foot forward, putting pressure on it for a moment before finally deciding to slowly walk after them, his steps weak like someone just coming out of surgery. He wasn’t holding up very well, he knew that himself and couldn’t deny it, but he didn’t want to look weak after managing to destroy the dangerous stowaway beast. Going into the healing pod meant he would be forced to sleep, maybe that was better for him considering he struggled to get to sleep and stay that way. Sleeps was his main form of recovering and if he couldn’t sleep, his body would eventually become unable to support itself and he would eventually die. While he was trying to move by himself, he couldn’t help but cough into his paw and try to boot up his breathing again with that function struggling to keep going.