Shu just thought to keep quiet right now, the guy was obviously not going to care about what he had to say but was still going to acknowledge that he existed. He wanted to try and hear if there was anything he was missing that might label the man as the bad guy, he was the only guy they had direct contact with so he was the only one Shu could put under suspicion as bad. As Takeshi and the General continued to talk, it was becoming less obvious that it was the guy and could had easily been someone else who was higher up. He didn’t know what politicians were or what made a wealthy family, but maybe they were to blame for wanting this in the first place. Slowly scratching his head, he looked up at Takeshi and frowned a little, giving a little nod, “Is that what those blast noises were? It was awfully loud, at least to me…” He really didn’t know what to make of the General, he spoke of being here peacefully and yet he was asking them to kill other people who were actually very innocent. He didn’t like it very much, he didn’t see it as peaceful at all.
 
Viral had little he wanted to talk about and get into the open, but Yumi keeping him down until he talked was a little difficult to refuse. There was still way too much that concerned him, even the fact that Yumi didn’t seem to like his abilities at all and he could only worry what might happen if she ever saw his Enki. Vegeta probably wouldn’t like it either, it was just a massive war machine created using his spirit alone into something physical, even if its body and innards were mechanical in nature. It was just as artificial as he was, just as destructive as his other form. With Yumi releasing his grip on him he slowly removed his fingers from his face, looking down at her hands before he let out a sigh and looked away, looking fairly angry through a fairly neutral looking expression, “I refuse to die anywhere else other than the battlefield…if I can ever die. Those tests they ran on me sure does make me think otherwise, I could make the King jealous…”
 
There was Yumi denying that the form he took on was him, but what was even harsher was she kept calling him a ‘thing’. It made him a little angry, stinging him pretty harshly, but he wasn’t going to show it especially when she seemed quite adamant before with pretending it was like Shu. The difference between him and Shu was Shu’s transformation just seemed to be a small Oozaru, a transformation that was completely natural to Saiyans except his came randomly and was probably something that evolved through his strange lifestyle. With Viral, he had always had that form and only accessible when he was severely beaten and in a dire situation; the only problem he had was it manifested in the form of madness, his battle against the voices lost. Letting out a grumble as she went away again, he had half a mind to go outside and try to forget all of this before Yumi suddenly came back, this time with a strange looking fruit. Staring at it, he let out a sigh, not entirely sure to what to make of it, “And what do you suppose I do if I can’t get into meat again when it’s obviously what I should be eating in the first place?” he questioned her, taking the piece of fruit but holding it at a fair arm’s length, “I seriously don’t think I’m ready for such a thing…especially when it’s essentially fleshy on the inside…”