T’charrl was confused, he just wanted to talk but after a brief dragging away the man had let go and he was now posing in an odd fashion. Shuffling on his feet nervously, he looked around as he tapped his claws together, “Uhhh, rebellion…? I-I guess you could say that; I just want to help them and travel around and uhhh, other things”, he spoke nervously, feeling a little worried about being near this guy. Looking around a little to try and see if anybody else was staring at this man in the same way, he let out a nervous laugh but was soon snatched at again and dragged onwards once more. Feeling a little confused at first before managing to find balance once more, he stared at the strange alien, “Uhh, o-okay! It is kind for you to give me food, but a feast? Are you sure? It’s not like I’ve done much, uhh…well, this is my first planet since being leaving my own planet…”

Shu still didn’t know what a god was but was happy enough to announce it as if it was a big deal. It certainly was a big deal after seeing Vegeta’s glare upon Takeshi, Shu’s head tilting ever so slightly before his eyes went between Vegeta and Takeshi as he moved slightly more to the side of them both. Pressing his fingers together, he gave them a smile as if to display how hopeful he felt that they were okay before he let out a squeak as Vegeta released Takeshi, bouncing back to Takeshi’s side. Not exactly knowing what a wrench was, he bounced a little before giving a nod, “We’ll be back soon!” Walking on in a little, he looked behind himself as the door was closed before he decided to take a seat as Takeshi got the ship ready. Bouncing a little on the seat, he looked to Takeshi and tilted his head a little, “Huh? I don’t know…uhh, because I’m not angry?” he spoke, looking away again, “People like others who aren’t angry all the time, or maybe they just really like me”.

Yumi was certainly determined and it was definitely making him feel a little pressured, despite her good intentions. Viral wasn’t very good at obeying certain little thoughts like that, he was often pretty stubborn when being told he should try something when he really wasn’t up to it; however, the thought of food just made him ever so slightly more reluctant to be stubborn. Letting out a sigh, he looked down briefly before away again, not entirely sure her reasoning was spot on, “It was at its worse before I stopped eating. I’m not sure what control is anymore”, he spoke calmly, “Who knows what that man did to me to allow my sense of being to fail”. He didn’t know what he was anymore, but Yumi was definitely determined to make him feel normal and compromise with his difficulties. Fish was certainly something he did enjoy eating before everything crashed for him, but he didn’t know if he’d be able to get passed the fleshy texture as his first attempt into getting back into food. Feeling pretty depressed, he looked to Yumi for a second before away again, “…Maybe. I really don’t know how to get passed it all before my body deteriorates because I’m not getting any nutrients anymore”, he spoke, shaking his head a little, “I’m so tired of everything. Have you ever felt that way before?”