The blast was very strong, the situation allowing a moment of irrational thinking when it came to sussing out if he could manage the blast and unfortunately, it had proven to be too much for him to handle. The Enki stumbled backwards upon firing the blast, just one foot digging into the ground as the metal of his mech twisted at the pressure. The attack had done its damage; he had managed to create a fairly horrible looking wound and the creature was on the ropes, but then again so was he. After the massive attack he managed to pull off, he stumbled back until his mech was down in a sitting position once more his arm momentarily grabbing the damaged one as if he had done that in his mech all before leaning on his hand. Yumi shouldn’t have been so rough on his arm, they had time to correct the bone before the creature came in and she was no medic.

Viral couldn’t do much, he wouldn’t be able to lift his blades and he certainly couldn’t run at the creature with confidence running high and his intent to kill it being completely positive. He didn’t know what he was supposed to do now after that, it still wasn’t enough to kill it despite how much power was put into it. He was ready to give up, he had proven useless and was a pushover in combat with even Yumi losing confidence in his abilities. Staring up at the massive creature with little hope for surviving, he growled lowly through the pain as his eyes searched for a way out. 

Yumi was at a reasonable distance now, she wasn’t going to be put in any danger and was given her moment to recover. Feeling fairly ready to forfeit his life out of shame, something managed to catch his eyes and pull his attention upwards. The rocky formations were still there, the mountain was still standing and looking fair ready to collapse with one solid hit. Even if it meant it might fall on top of him, he would still manage to take out this creature before anything horrendous happened, “…You’re right about one thing; you’ve not given me a chance to escape”, he spoke, straining to sit up, “But if I’m going down, you’re coming with me!” With a quick charge up and a brief moment to angle himself, he fired another massive beam but this time aiming for the mountain side that towered over them, triggering a huge landslide that would crush anything in its path.

Shu was pretty happy right now, letting him groom his brother was a massive step towards getting close to him and treating him like proper family; shame Takeshi didn’t like it much. He was pretty happy to be doing this, Takeshi was even letting him do it without any wriggling around or any chance of moving away in annoyance. Yumi had let him do this before, she seemed a lot more open to it but overall it was weird to Takeshi to let him do it. Feeling pretty content, he hummed a little as he shifted Takeshi’s hair, looking over when he spoke, “Maybe, sometimes I don’t find anythi-oooohh a bug!” he squeaked, moving away from Takeshi with a brief bounce and eating the bug without a second thought.

T’charrl watched the strange little alien, wondering what he was wanting from him or what he expected to happen. It wasn’t a case of T’charrl not wanting to let the kid have his fun, but rather not knowing how a little kid had fun in the first place. While he had interacted with Shu before, he wasn’t a little kid like this guy so it was difficult to try and understand its situation or what its play was about. He hadn’t interacted with other kids when he was little, so he had no experience on the matter. Watching as the child started to climb up his leg, he tilted his head before the kid was pulled off by the parent, his eyes going to him curiously. He didn’t mind it, he was more curious to where the kid was going with it. Staring at the father, he tilted his head a little before giving it a shake, “Ohh uhh, I don’t mind”, he spoke, shifting his hands a little, “I-I don’t really mind anything, honest…uhh, well, maybe there’s one thing, perhaps”. Pressing his fingers together he gave Takeshi and Shu a quick look, his eyes soon going straight back to the father, “Maybe…something to take back with me that will last? It would be nice if I had more than memories to take back home with me, maybe something to show my own mother back home…”