Shu was fairly content with everything, seeing as how he had now managed to get his fair share of food and was now ready to go to Earth. He needed to see his friends here before he left, it would be unfair to leave them and assume that they were now safe from the terrors that were whatever those monsters were. Munching on some of the food, he smiled and nodded at Takeshi, feeling it would be nice to catch a nap again in Takeshi’s home where he could relax with his brother, “Yeah! I’d never stayed in someone’s home before, someone I didn’t know”, he spoke quickly, looking back to his plate, “Well, I mean…I stayed with the people who taught me how to speak, but I knew them after so long being with them…”

While Takeshi’s words confused him, the little explanations he gave were certainly helping, or at least he thought they might. He wasn’t sure what he would need to pay money for if he hadn’t been home for a very long time, but maybe that was something only independent people would know about and he would just have to learn that the fact existed. Smiling at him, he gave a little nod, looking back to his food, “Poor Bills, everyone should be a person!” he spoke, giving a little smile back, “Even if I don’t know what makes a person ‘a person’, it is still nice to think everyone is even when they don’t look the same. I know some people wouldn’t call me a person because I act and look different…”

Viral felt fairly conflicted, only giving Yumi a frown when she still refused to kill him if he ever got out of control. It would have to happen eventually, if he might end up going crazy and end up killing more people. He could become uncontrollable once they were gone and if there was nobody strong enough to take him down then there was going to be many deaths throughout, maybe if either of them ever had kids then they would have to deal with him instead. There was little to stop that from happening, yet they were willing to let it be. Letting out a sigh, he frowned at Yumi before shaking his head, looking away again, “I know you’re just trying to help…I just…can’t help it”, he spoke, lowering his tone, “It’s not the taste I’m worried about…it’s the memories that come with it”.

He was worried he might end up transforming, but if this was his life then he was going to have to get used to it and learn how to control it; however, he wasn’t sure how he was to accomplish that. It was a natural part of him and it emerging violently like it had been doing was bringing him down by a great deal when it was simply too vicious to control. He wondered where it came from as well, whether it was a side effect to go with his ability to track the Dragonballs to change; then again, the form could easily be seen as a cross between a cat and a shark too. Preferring to keep his mind off it, he quickly rubbed his head sorely before his eyes went to Vegeta, his expression changing a little. He shouldn’t be acting like this, he was afraid of something he hadn’t even tried and the pressure they were laying on him was getting to be a little too much. Letting out a groan, he shut his eyes for a moment before letting out a snort, slowly sitting back again, “…Fine, I’ll do the closing my eyes…I’ll try…”