Viral gave her an odd look, finding it a little bit difficult to understand what she was telling him. His entire future relied on his ability to fight, he didn’t have anything else going on in his life and probably never will considering he was made to fight. Scratching his cheek slowly as he kept his eyes off her, he tried to work it all out in his mind how things might end up rolling if he kept a clear mind like usual. It had always been his way of fighting, he never allowed thoughts to invade his mind; however, recently with these invasive thoughts it’s been problematic that they keep popping into his mind randomly with the worst ending with him losing control of his abilities. It was all highly discouraging, he couldn’t let it happen again but it was most likely going to, even with his cells seemingly improving themselves before they got too damaged.

Staring down at her when she leaned her head on his shoulder, he found it a little hard to tell whether she was just saying that because he was suffering with a strange mental problem. She was trying to be encouraging, but he wouldn’t buy it until it actually happened and it likely wouldn’t until everything had finished. All that was managing to do was make him think about the distant future, the future where he would be left alone because everyone would be dead and gone. He was sitting around wasting his time with them because he was afraid of a couple of ghosts in the past, but what if he ended up dying instead and in the fair near future. If he was to fail then that was it for him, he would be gone and there would be nothing but darkness and true despair. If he truly was just a functioning body without a soul, then there would be no afterlife for him either. Slowly reaching up to his head he gave it a slow rub, his cat-like pupils shaking as the thoughts ran through his head, his breathing shallow and quick, “…Forward…? No…the future, it’s not something to look forward to…”

Shu just sat quite happily on his chair as everyone but him and Vegeta ate, even though he was hungry himself. He didn’t want to be rude and didn’t want to keep Yumi out of it, especially if she was coming pretty soon. Looking down to his plate momentarily before to Vegeta, he tilted his head upon seeing him shift some of the meat onto his own plate, “Huh? Oh…okay!” he nodded, pulling over some for himself and giving it a sniff before picking it up, tearing it apart before eating it in chunks. It was certainly tasty, he didn’t know what had been done to it but it was definitely a lot different than just meat they’d pick up from somewhere and cook it. 

Enjoying it pretty well, Shu looked between Takeshi and Vegeta as they spoke together, giving them a smile as they each took a turn to talk. Takeshi knew what he was talking about but Vegeta seemed ready to get going off the planet as soon as possible which seemed a little sad. They didn’t even know where they were going yet, nevermind leaving immediately. Looking down to his plate, he let out a sigh, giving his fingers a quick lick before looking back up again, “We still need to ask my friend about contacting Mister Goku! And we got to show Mister Katas the ship; they all really want to go into space too soon”, he nodded, picking up a chunk of meat, “I like it here. How do you travel around space really fast like Mister Goku? I wouldn’t mind coming back here someday again…I-I mean, if it was even possible…”