T’charrl couldn’t help but feel as if he would rather be in the same situation as Shu and just have too much power where only a little training was needed to fix it. His power wasn’t found anywhere else apart from his planet, it seemed, and even then those who would have the power probably wouldn’t be in the same situation as him. He was quite worried a lot over his own abilities, so much so that it was difficult to concentrate on the life-changing aspects that were good such as being the first of his kind in space and possibly being hailed as a hero at the same time. Looking down at himself momentarily, he looked back to Takeshi, giving a little smile in return, “It’s because I’m with you and Shu that I can. Shu has been keeping me company too”, he spoke, giving a little nod, “So long as I remember myself, I won’t lost my mind to the power. I have a feeling that’s why it’s been so important that I learned control over the years”.

Shu looked to T’charrl and Takeshi, waving around a little as they spoke. He didn’t know why it was so important for T’charrl to remember things like that but he was glad he could help him, at least. Smiling away to himself, he swayed a little before Takeshi went back to talking to him, staring at him instead, “Why would she knock your head off? Can your head do that?” he questioned him, feeling a little confused by that before making a brief bounce around to Takeshi, “Okay! That would be fun! I like riding”, he spoke, raising his hands up to Takeshi, “Please? So long as I don’t fly off you then Yumi won’t get mad, right…?”

Viral’s temper was pretty high right now under his own doing, it wasn’t even Yumi who was making him mad but simply the confusion he was in that was making him angry. He couldn’t even focus clearly, he just wanted the problem to go away and for him to finally be able to get rid of these awful memories through one way or another. They could only hurt him further, he had to stop them and all he could do right now was fight back to the very end. His mind was fogged with negative energy and he was having a hard time recovering from it, Yumi’s reassurances only making the situation confusing to what they really meant to do with him.

If his memories were real, then why did they exist in his sleep too and just why did they insist on haunting him during these terrible times? They could had been planted in his mind to prevent him from turning into a killing machine, he didn’t know. Holding his head, he struggled for focus as Yumi talked as he soon took deeper breaths, slowly falling to one knee as Yumi moved away from him. There had to be some truth in that, she wouldn’t be telling it to him so sincerely either if that was the case. With his cat-like eyes struggling for focus, he eventually rubbed them with his fingers, letting out a groan, “…I can’t take this anymore, this…madness. I was going to kill you”, he spoke simply, lowering his tone, “I’m…sorry. If you say it’s so, then that’s it. This burning pain inside me, is it even real or just my imagination…”