Shu had no idea how to hold soap at all, it was just too slippery and all he could do was try to subdue it on the ground to get all soapy like his brother wanted. Hoping he had it pinned down, he stopped when Takeshi told him off and snatched the soap right from under him. Sitting up again, he let the water run down on him as he watched Takeshi curiously, wondering how he was able to hold onto the soap without it flying all over the place, “Oooohhhh…but I wasn’t doing juggle…” he frowned, giving Takeshi a good staring at before he looked towards T’charrl’s stall. He hoped that T’charrl wasn’t getting any wrong ideas; he didn’t want him to think they were getting injured while washing up. Slowly scooting across the tiles, he shook his head a little before slowly taking the soap with his finger tips and trying to hold on. He didn’t know how he was supposed to keep a hold of it and use it to wash himself, but he could at least try. Slowly moving it towards himself, he pressed the soap up against his chest which just shot out of his grip and smacked him in the chin. Letting out a squeak, he shook his head quickly and looked around for the soap, “Ah! Slippy like frog! Can’t catch frog!” T’charrl frowned a little, feeling a little curious to what was going on. He hoped they weren’t getting hurt or having any sort of trouble, that was the last thing they needed right now. Letting out a sigh, he looked to the controls of the shower and switched it off, giving himself a quick shake, “You know, it would be awkward if you hurt yourself in the shower”, he spoke, wiping down the loose water off his arms, “Because if you hurt yourself after leaving the ship and somebody noticed, then they’re going to ask about it”. Finding it pretty amusing, he looked around the cubicle before exiting, giving himself a quick shake again, “You know…that was pretty nice. I feel a lot better…” Viral didn’t think much of his existence in his early years when he was raising Vegeta, he didn’t have the thought pattern for such a thing when he had a dedicated job and service; however, since those years were now over he had fulfilled his creator’s wishes and was left with essentially nothing. He had been created from what he could only assume was just to see if they could do it, they didn’t really give him much of a hint other than they created him after many failures. Looking to Vegeta, he didn’t have much of an answer either if anything at all for him. Frowning, he let out a sigh, “You know why you’re here, everyone who was born either knows or eventually figure out why they’re alive”, he grumbled, “I want to know why I was created and not just because they wanted to see if they could! It’s different for artificial beings; we’re created for a specific reason…and not knowing what that is, it’s even worse than being abandoned…creates evil intentions”. Feeling a little put off by the thought of talking to his creator again, he narrowed his gaze before frowning at the mention of the Doctor, not knowing whether the news would be good or horribly bad. If it turned out he was created to be a weapon, then he was going to have to fulfil that duty if he was to ever feel whole again; however, if he was created to be a guardian of the Earth, then he was going to forever feel obsolete with so many resident super-beings with powers greater than his. He had all sorts of strange abilities, even ones he hadn’t unlocked yet, so it was going to end up being one or the other since he didn’t exactly grow flowers and help businesses flourish. Feeling like Vegeta was never going to understand what it was like, he looked away slightly as he went back to analysing his shoulder. Frowning at the thought of operating on him again, he turned to look back at him, “Do whatever you want; you’re the expert…” he grumbled hardly a stranger to having to go through surgery by now. Sighing lightly, he gave Vegeta a tired look, “He could have, considering I was the first success…don’t you think?” he spoke lightly, “A first time success can’t always be a complete success…and maybe you’re left to fix the faults that is me in my current state…”