Shu smiled a little, giving him a nod, “Uh huh, she did say we should sell it since it’s apparently valuable”, he said quickly, looking around just incase others were listening in, “She gave it to us with the fruit for…you know, saving her son from the evil people. I think it was the General who took him, honestly, since I don’t see others around here who would want someone like that? Then again…he wanted you to kill everyone, right? They kept the guy alive instead”. He was rather confused, the only people who would order someone like a Prince to be kept prisoner would be someone with high authority and that pointed towards the General, but saying to kill everyone was contradicting them wanting the Prince to be kept alive. Tilting his head in confusion, he looked off to Takeshi again and tilted his head, his eyes quickly going off to the alleyway, “Oohh…uhhh, o-okay! Be careful…” The thought of stealing from anyone here was rather risky, he didn’t know how it was supposed to be accomplished either. Running off to the alleyway, he looked around slowly as he headed further in, feeling a little enclosed but otherwise good to stay here for even a short time.

Viral would probably take it easy on Yumi as well, he didn’t want to end up using his claws on her when she could be caught unprepared by them. He remembered tearing open Korian’s chest fairly easily when he was battling for his life, the thought fairly fresh in his memory even though he could barely make him out during the battle. He was a killing machine, there was nothing protector-like about him which definitely did make him confused over his true purpose. Looking up to Yumi again, he watched her carefully for a second before he cracked his knuckles, “Still, don’t be afraid to tell me I hurt you, or something”, he spoke, slowly moving into a suitable position that wasn’t too painful for him to hold, “I don’t even know how well you’d heal up if I hit you too hard because I had a flashback or something stupid”. Sure enough he was quickly moving again, throwing punches at her with sore limbs in hope that they would quickly become relieved through the variety of stretching it provided.