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Shu was trying to understand what Takeshi was saying, thinking through all the things he had taught him overtime and what there was still missing from his understanding of life. He heard of the television from all that time ago but didn’t fully understand it either, just some of the things were fake and more like moving stories. Maybe that’s what it was in his logic for calling it a movie, something that moves but isn’t real and just to be told with visuals. Scratching his head curiously he squeaked a little, smiling at Takeshi. “We can watch anything. I want to see what it is!” He really wanted to learn a lot about Takeshi’s world and if that was even just a small part of what could be considered fun to do then he’d do it. He wasn’t that tired just now, he had the nap earlier with his biggest worry only being if there was a moon and it possibly being full. He didn’t like being up when it was dark because of that reason, but his sleep schedule had been so disrupted by all the travel and naps that he was ending up awake at night. “It doesn’t suck. It only sucks because you’re used to it! You may not like my world, but there may be others who would because it’s different to them. Your world is different and I want to know more about it, lots more…”

T’charrl couldn’t deny he was paranoid over the General’s decisions but to have him actually think him having power and not going mad with it was possible then he was not going to get the chance to put up a proper argument. He saw what he did when he had it and how he acted so giving him a chance to explain himself and try to convince him he was in the right was not going to work. “To try and kill my family is not uniting everyone. Without my family, the sacred tree would die out and the forest in this entire area would die, for one! You only disliked us because we hold power that we earned and actually care for our people! Did you finding out I had this power naturally piss you off so much that you tried to torture it out of me?” T’charrl was getting pretty annoyed at this point but he was still managing to hold his anger back over the man, luckily for him and everyone else. His next question confused him, however, being asked what he would do in a war situation compared to what he had experience with. He would never try to use fear to get the enemy to stop, but it still made him confused. Grunting lightly when the General laughed he frowned a little at his words, feeling like he was being made out to be an idiot. “Plenty of thought was put into this trip! Where would your subordinates be hiding?? If they have that information in hand they’d only be placed in further trouble, endangering themselves! You say that as if my father’s soldiers never looked for them while I was away! You said before that you despised me, but you’re awfully passive about me being here…like you want me to leave faster…”

Viral was stunned for now but he was still having all the same reactions as he did when he was standing, his mind only temporary blinded and the voices subdued for now as if a filter was placed over them. Even with his chest battered repeatedly it wasn’t as bad as the pain he was feeling before he was forced into unconsciousness. Even when he had a strong body his inability to prevent the attacks had really killed his ability to resist them, leaving him with a fair impact injury on his chest. Splayed out on the ground still he could only faintly hear another voice through the ringing in his ears, everything else remaining in a shock of white and fuzzy images. Despite being stunned he winced when Yumi took his arm, gasping lightly when Vegeta took his other. He was still in incredible pain despite being stunned as his body sparked out tiny bursts of energy every so often.
Shu didn’t know if he should be leaving his friend alone and was feeling a little worried that he might end up feeling sad over their abandoning of him but he will hopefully be okay soon. He was a little confused over everything that happened himself, finding it difficult to understand whether he really was weak or not. If his friends couldn’t answer him on the subject then he wasn’t going to get one that wasn’t full of hate too. He did want to ask someone about it that wasn’t hostile but maybe it would have to be someone like Vegeta since he was often fairly honest. Pressing his fingers together he looked to Takeshi when he spoke to him, giving a little nod before tilting his head curiously. He didn’t know what movies were but they must’ve been a fairly pleasant experience if this was Takeshi’s idea of winding down at the end of the day. “Movies? Umm, o-okay. I don’t know what those are, though. I would like some nice time with you”, he spoke, giving a little nod, “I’m not sure I know a lot from your world…I mean, yours is still different from the jungle and it’s only been a few years now…”

T’charrl was definitely feeling rather nervous at this point as he stared down the General by himself now, not feeling too sure to whether he was going to be able to get the information he wanted now if he let his own frustration get to him. Glaring at him he clasped his claws together, stretching them as the General tried to make his excuses for achieving the energy. “Well you won’t be ‘defending’ anything now. My family will defend this kingdom and I will defend the entire planet. Is that something you would had dreamed of too? To subjugate the entire world under your rule? You mistake defending the people with ruling them with an iron fist with a power that should remain forbidden to people like you”. The man knew nothing about the power if he thought it was good for defending when he was capable of thinking levelling a city was a good way to kill one person. Listening to the General he frowned at his logic over giving him the information, looking down at himself. He hadn’t decided whether he wanted rid of it or not so who was he to assume something like that. “Then who would had taken them?? Not everyone knew you were doing this, even in your little army! Was it that little rebellious following you have on the outside? You’re being awfully dismissive over something so important to your work. I don’t want another one of you popping up on this planet…”

Viral could see nothing that was not causing him horrible mental pain or forcing him to relive the torture of the past, the images forcing their way into his head. The Kaesstrians looked no better than the Saiyans that forced him under their rule, looking like demons to him as they tried to force him under their rule. With his mind crumbling and everything threatening to destroy him he had no other way to react other than to immediately rebel and force his fist out, his energy escaping in a massive destructive force that tore its way through one of the Kaesstrians. Energy continued to course through his body for a moment and burn the ground as it conducted, only calming down after a few seconds as Viral grabbed his head. His eyes glowed with escaping energy, his mind struggling to contain it as he turned to the Kaesstrians again. Snarling angrily he raised his shaking claws up he was soon forced to lower them again as the sudden appearance of Vegeta startled him, his foot collapsing to the side. Looking ready to throw his claws at Vegeta he let out a pained grunt as he was struck in the back of the neck, collapsing in a dazed heap. His body still leaked energy but not as much as before, his claws twitching with each flow of energy.
Shu wasn’t too confident with being around this man but he was hoping to stand up for his friend if he needed it, but luckily he didn’t and it was going to be a fairly calm meeting. T’charrl was remaining calm and didn’t need help while Takeshi had cooled down, his eyes going to his brother to analyse his emotions through his body language. It was nice that he was being so direct with standing up for him and his friend but it wasn’t something he was supposed to do and did manage to make the guards angry. Giving him a little smile back, he looked to the door before sighing. “Okay…I’ll wait with you”. Looking to his friend he soon turned towards the door, slowly moving out just incase he made his friend nervous by going too suddenly. He was sure he wasn’t going to change or anything around the General, feeling confident in his friend even when the man he was talking to was a real jerk.

T’charrl didn’t really want his friends leaving but if they wanted to then they were allowed to. He wasn’t just going to end up begging for them to come back in just because he was a little nervous and worried about himself. It wasn’t his decision to have them hanging around and they didn’t need to come if they didn’t want to so he wasn’t going to force them to be near him. Looking to them as they made their leave he frowned as he looked back to the General, the man being as nasty as ever in his response. Folding his arms he stared at Garesh, narrowing his eyes slightly before hissing slightly. “Why would you having power unite people? Where’s the logic in that?” he spoke up, stepping forward, “You are no better than the enemies of my friends with that failed logic. My family trained to gain the power we have now while all you wanted to do was take it without effort. Your notes are what concern me, though…such as where they are. You wouldn’t just leave them lying around and you destroyed most of your little secret lab. There’s also the issue that I’ll probably be finding it hard to believe you considering who you are…”

Viral couldn’t keep up with what was happening to him, his head swirling and his mind unable to focus on anything that was going on around him. He didn’t know how to do anything to help it and these guys were not helping him recover from his mental attack from earlier. He didn’t know what he was supposed to do and was quickly losing focus on his surroundings, even trying to contact someone on the scouter was proving to be extremely difficult. He managed to get his claw to the button but as he continued to stare at the flashing images, his eyes struggling to keep up with what was going on. Swiping a paw out he managed to get one of the soldiers away from him but was immediately punched hard in the chest, grunting as he let go of the scouter before throwing his claws around but was outmatched by another multi-hit. Falling back as he finally lost his footing he growled as he instead flipped onto his front, looking like he was trying to stand again. His mind was far away from where he was now, his body in pain but not because of the aliens. Trying to get up he was struck again, keeping on his hands and knees as he struggled to move.

He couldn’t even think straight anymore as his mind was tossed around with his body, the voice of the Kaesstrian getting through to him and his broken mentality. All that was running through his mind now was images that he had forced out for so long. The Saiyans throwing him around when he was weakened, beating him when he didn’t do what they told him to do, telling him to stop resisting their experiments as they forced energy into him or tortured him with painful experiments. He struggled to differentiate it from what was happening to him now, the images refusing to leave his head and building up inside him. Grabbing hold of his head he growled in pain, energy sparking out of him before he suddenly threw his fist around at the alien, practically shouting in anger and pain as a burst of electrifying uncontrolled energy shot out through his arm.
Shu didn’t think he was weak, but it was easily difficult to believe in himself when others always thought he was. He was always told he was weak by others that weren’t his friends and if they saw him as weak then maybe he was, but he wasn’t in that instance, surely. He hurt his head really badly and for that to happen he must’ve been caught off-guard. Frowning when the General only picked on him further for what he said he let out a brief huff, rubbing his arms. “I wasn’t focusing very well, but I could had killed them all if I lost control! I’m stronger than I look…way stronger!” He didn’t want to end up arguing with the General so he moved back, holding his arms.

T’charrl saw no reason why the General would want to tease his friends, but it was definitely a call to show he was in control and he wasn’t going to let him kick him or his friends around. He had no authority here so there was nothing he could truly do other than try to make fun of them or maybe tease them. Moving forward he stood tall, flexing his claws at his sides. “Nothing has happened. I simply need to know a few things you’ve made not too clear”, he spoke up calmly, staring down at him, “I know about your methods now and why you tried to take control of one of the ancient spirits. Why can’t it remember where it belonged? Where did you take it from? What you did to it is abduction and torture to an individual not affiliated with the war, possibly further piling on your already hefty sentence. What did you do to it to force it under your will and into your serum for injection?”

Viral was trying to keep his cool but their forceful attacks to subdue him kept pulling his focus away and his concentration diminishing as a result. It couldn’t come down to this, losing control because of some annoying aliens. The worst part about it was they had more limbs to grab him with so three attackers were suddenly six with these guys being warriors themselves. Trying to keep on his feet his legs were wide apart and almost collapsing in before he managed to throw his attackers off, throwing his claws around to try and tear one apart. Managing to slice one of the aliens open he raised his other set of claws but was kicked back and prevented from finishing his attack. He was already feeling disorientated as a feeling of dread from losing and memories of being captured again coming back to him. If they wanted to kill him they would’ve been using weapons but instead they were trying to grab hold of him and push him to the ground to prevent movement. Finding it hard to concentrate as his mind fogged up he kept trying to reach for his scouter to radio in for assistance, the blurring images in front of him hardly helping his focus as he swung his other paw around to try and keep them away.
T’charrl was going to try and keep on top of it all if he could, his idea of strength being to show control. He was perfectly calm and in control of his abilities so there was no reason to panic, especially when the man was so weak and brittle. He wouldn’t try to cause harm to him if he wanted to keep his cool and having his friends here was going to help him greatly. Staring down at the General he remained standing strong, narrowing his gaze when he finally spoke before looking down at himself, giving his head a quick shake before taking a brief step forward, standing his ground. The man knew nothing about power like this or what it could possibly be like to harness it, his claws going to his chest for a moment before noticing Takeshi. He was very quick to speak up on behalf of him, but he didn’t think he needed him to stand up for him, even if it was out of a good heart.

Shu was staying back from all of this, not wanting to get involved as things were gradually becoming more hostile. He was fairly sure he could keep in the shadows of his brother and friend; however, when the man turned his gaze upon him he gasped a little, taking a step back before raising his arms in fright when Takeshi immediately dashed for the General, threatening to kill him. Looking between them both he frowned when the guards pulled Takeshi off, slowly stepping to the side. He didn’t need Takeshi to defend him like that, especially when they were told otherwise. Frowning, he slowly stepped to the side to get out of Takeshi’s way, looking to him before looking back to the General. “I-I was not weak! I’m…just-…there were too many of them! Maybe…? I don’t-…I could had killed everybody!” He really couldn’t remember much about the incident but he was sure he didn’t get hit on the head on purpose. There had to be a reason for his temporary weakness when up against those people, but he couldn’t recall enough to defend himself. He felt a little lost for words, but was trying to make things better the only way he knew how.

Viral had to try and get control of this situation again and kill the intruder before anyone could take notice, finding it a little hard to think through the disorientation. He could had easily avoided that if he was in his right mind but nothing was working inside him. He knew he would had violently attacked the alien if he didn’t get winded, but that possible loss of control wasn’t going to stop him. Throwing his claws around he made a move to get up again, barely managing to get on his feet before two more threw themselves on top of him. Growling angrily he threw his arms around to pull the men off him, keeping his feet pushed hard on the ground to keep standing. Whatever the reason these Kaesstrians were attacking him he didn’t know, but he was sure they weren’t going to last very long if they thought it was a good idea to try and attack him. First flailing with his arms he made a sudden jump forward, trying to use momentum to throw these guys off just so he could get them off and claw them down before anything drastic happened.
T’charrl was fairly ready for meeting the General if a little worried that he might get a bit too anxious while seeing him, not really wanting to have to leave. He felt it was best to talk to him and it was definitely something he needed to do before he had to leave his planet again, especially when it was soon when they would have to leave. He was fine with leaving again to go and fight with his friends, it made him feel independent and prepared for whatever might challenge him, but before he left he needed to talk to the General one last time. If there was ever going to be an answer as to why people were still fighting for him and why the spirit was the way it was then he was going to find out. It was going to be a flaunting of power considering how weak the man might be now, but he was sure he was going to be able to keep his cockiness under wraps and still play the proud Prince. Looking to his two friends he smiled nervously when they didn’t raise any issues themselves, probably hoping to get in and get out themselves.

Looking to the guard once everything was set he put on a stern expression, hoping to keep the attitude low and not look too vulnerable if he was smiling and looking generally pleasant. Taking in a deep breath before the door was opened he hesitated a moment when he heard the General’s voice, giving his friends a quick glance before slowly stepping in, his eyes going to the General. He was definitely worse for wear but then again he did sap the energy from him before going to jail so there was a high chance he hadn’t recovered yet. He shouldn’t be caring too much about something like that, he had business to take care of. Staring down the General’s sorry appearance he frowned, standing fairly strong as to not look intimidated. The man still tried to keep up with his prideful act, as usual. Staring down the man he frowned at the mention of his appearance, looking down at himself briefly before narrowing his gaze at the General. “’Intoxicating’ is hardly the word I’d use. I took something from you that was not meant for a maniac like you. How does it feel, though? To see me holding all the power you tried to kill me with and more? I’m stronger than anyone on this planet. It shouldn’t matter to you, though…seeing how weak you are. Did you really think you could beat someone with natural power with artificially obtained power?”

Viral remembered why he didn’t like this place, finding it particularly terrible to be out and about at night. He didn’t know what was out there and what he might be able to fight off in his condition if something was lurking out there, but he was still willing to stand his ground and not end up falling to some creature just because he decided to turn his back on it and run into the ship. That would be a stupid decision, but it certainly wasn’t beyond his thinking right now. There was something out there, his senses were definitely picking up something or many things trying to be sneaky. They were potentially a danger to the ship if they were organised, maybe some criminals trying to sneak aboard the ship. Growling lowly he looked around, his paw reaching for his blade before something came out of the corner of his eye at quite a high speed. Immediately grabbing his cleaver he spun around to face the attacker; however, once sight was met he was immediately frozen, his body not willing to act under his will like last time. The force that hit him was akin to being hit by a flying log, but his body was still fairly solid and even then he was brought to a stumble rather than going flying back. Winded for a moment he fell to the ground but was quick to try and claw his attacker, throwing his body around to try and force the alien off him. He wasn’t willing to let that little fumble get to him and was very quick and willing to try and get up once more so he could focus.
T’charrl didn’t really feel all that comfortable talking about all these subjects, probably because he had a problem with them in general. It was probably due to his experience in one not being all too pleasant but also talking about whether it was worth killing them off or not managed to get to him as well. “Uhh, I-I guess. But what is the point? Giving them freedom in the afterlife is nothing compared to a lifetime of torturous living”, he spoke lowly, rubbing his claws together, “Besides…I don’t know if you heard the King, but he was around since before the massacres and that was thousands of years ago. My people may not have as much muscle as yours, but we’re very long lived…” He didn’t think killing someone off was better than having to live with your mistakes for the rest of your existence, especially when naturally dying was so far away for them all the time. “Clipping the wings is pretty painful. Think of it like getting your arms cut off every few weeks. Then again, if they act out they might get their arms cut off as punishment”.

T’charrl really didn’t want to make Shu feel uneasy but he had a feeling that talking about these subjects were going to do just that. It was difficult keeping off the subject when he was asked about it, at least. If Takeshi was curious then he was free to ask the questions, he just probably should watch and make sure he wasn’t freaking out his younger friend who already appeared to be on edge. Halting once they arrived at Garesh’s room he looked to the guards who were pretty ready to fight if they ever needed to, straightening up when they were being addressed. Staring at the man as he spoke he frowned and backed off a quick step, looking around quickly before lowering his head. He didn’t like how they knew about his condition but it was probably needed, but whether they can keep it to themselves was something he wasn’t sure of. “I-I understand…” he mumbled, looking up at the man, “I have no questions. I’m ready if my friends are…”

Viral didn’t know how to settle his mind or his body with this condition anymore, feeling worse as each day progressed as everything seemed to mould together and only manage to cause further stress. If being by himself for once didn’t help then he didn’t know what would, even if he continued to hear the whispers of the past still haunt him. He would definitely go back and try to sleep once he had some quiet time to himself, that was if he could sleep. There were so many smells in the air that should’ve been a valid distraction, but it failed to do so. Feeling pretty terrible even with his break he headed on back to the door. While he was ready to enter the ship again he didn’t know if he should, feeling as if something was watching him. Even if he was paranoid often enough he was still not going to deny the feeling of suspicion in the darkness of the forest. Turning around he slowly surveyed the area, feeling a little suspicious about his surroundings. Even with the pain he was in he could still defend the ship if he needed to from whatever predator might be trying to stalk him.
T’charrl didn’t know if he was supposed to understand everything there was to this Resonance ability of his or learn it all eventually when he would hopefully master it. He was sure there was a lot that Aseel didn’t know himself like how his condition might turn out if he just lived with it, but then again it was probably too risky to wait and see. He needed to know what the General knew about the power and what he knew about the spirit itself, his urge to protect it more than abandon it being pretty high right now. He didn’t want to have it sitting out in the open where Garesh’s men could snatch it again and probably torture the poor thing. He needed to know what Garesh knew and he was going to get that information out of him whether he wanted him there or not. Even if he was scared of seeing him he was still willing to go through with it.

Glancing to Takeshi as he spoke he frowned as he looked down the corridors as well, not feeling like thinking about it too much. He knew what it was like to be trapped in a cell so he wasn’t unfamiliar with it, but Takeshi and Shu would be experiencing it for the first time. Frowning at Takeshi he sighed lightly. “Uhh, well, a life of suffering with knowledge of what you’ve done and why you’re here is worse than being relieved from it through death”, he spoke calmly, shaking his head, “I’m sure there are some executions, but I never hear anything about them”. He really didn’t know if his mother and father did any of that stuff but he was sure it happened, just not to his knowledge. Frowning as Takeshi questioned him again he didn’t really know if he wanted to answer the question, mostly because he worried Takeshi would see them in a worse light than just as giant bugs. “Uhh, y-yeah I’ve been in a place like this. I was locked away for a while by the General”, he frowned, “We, uhh, treat them first by clipping their wings incase they decide to leave with force. They sometimes get to go outside…depending, at least, on how strong they were previously…but, uhh, o-otherwise I guess it’s not that different from what your kind do, maybe?”

Shu didn’t really like being in this kind of place but he was still willing to go so long as Takeshi was there with him. He was rather close to him, his tail rather low as if afraid someone might try to grab it if they got too close. He was fine if Takeshi and T’charrl looked after him and he knew that, but he just had to keep that in mind for if he ever got too far away from his brother and friend. Frowning as the two spoke he squeaked a little at the sight of the guards, finding them to be rather intimidating. So long as he was careful he was going to be okay.

It had been a long time since he was normal and Viral was definitely feeling the effects by now, even with all the sunlight he had been getting. He was unable to sleep anymore even with the medicine but didn’t have the courage to tell anyone he was struggling, at least he thought of it as a lack of courage by now. He was supposed to be strong and able to withstand such aching tests of time, not cry over everything that bugged him. They all knew he was being bugged by his condition so there was no reason to tell them anything else and stress them out too. Vegeta was working hard enough and Yumi was constantly putting up with his complaining. The most he was trying to do was to get some fresh air and hopefully rid himself of this annoying headache. Wandering outside the ship was all he could do without going too far, but luckily enough the ship was big enough for a wander without catching any unwanted attention. It was about time he headed back to the ship though, feeling the need to try his drugs again to see if they might just help him out.
Shu was definitely curious over Takeshi’s fall, especially when he seemed to do that quite a lot. He didn’t seem to follow instruction or actually watch Shu before doing it himself. He was sure if Takeshi watched him he would had been able to do it correctly but instead landed in a pretty odd position and failing to balance. Staring at him as he tried to recover he giggled a little as he bounced around him. “You look funny! Look!” he giggled before leaning forward into a handstand, “You do it like that! No jump!” It was easy, he thought, but Takeshi seemed to manage to screw it up by being hasty. Giggling as he walked along on his hands he quickly flipped up, smiling at Takeshi. “You get it eventually! It is not that hard. Maybe you too hungry to focus!”

T’charrl didn’t know what he was supposed to do or understand what he wanted, finding it hard to get around the fact he might have some advancement in his understanding of his powers but was now being pressured into finding a way to completely solve the problem and fast. There was a lot of pressure in that when he was just learning how to control that but now it could all be taken away while endangering the spirit by leaving it on its own again and possibly getting stolen away again. He was confused now, stuck wondering what he truly wanted over what was best for him. Frowning, he looked to the King as he tried to explain why they didn’t need the General, finding it to be too much of an effort especially when he may had travelled far away to get it. The problem was there was flaw in that logic too, giving his head a shake in protest. “But we can’t do that to it! His men would just come back and take it once they notice I’m not different anymore. How do I protect it? It’s done so much for me…and my friends, they need its help too…” Feeling confused over what he wanted and what was best for him his attention was broken up once the food started being taken out, his eyes immediately going to it. He was going to try and not be greedy with this and control his hunger, at least to keep his dignity. Looking to the King again he let out a sigh and nodded, giving a little smile. “I’d really like that. Do forgive me if I get too enthusiastic with it…”

Shu could smell the food before it had even come out, his eyes immediately turning to Pyrus in excitement. He was rather hungry and really looking forward to it, almost bouncing on his toes to control himself until he was allowed to go over. He was really hungry and the smell of all that food just made him super happy with anticipation, certainly an improvement on his mood earlier. Looking to the King quickly he soon let out a squeal and bounced on over, feeling happy that he was going to be able to eat. “Yummy! Takeshi, look! Food!”
Shu was probably showing off a little bit but he was having fun, feeling fairly happy while he waited for his fruit. He didn’t have much to do but still managed to find something as he played around in the tree, showing how he was good at balancing even without using his tail. It was stuff Takeshi could do as well, but so long as he was able to balance properly without thinking about a tail being needed for balance. Standing on his hands he asked if Takeshi could do this, something pretty simple in his eyes. Smiling happily at him to see if he could do it he watched him with curiosity, wondering if he was possibly going to get it. Watching him curiously he gasped when Takeshi decided to make a jump instead of rolling into it gently, watching him fall in a rather silly fashion. Watching him curiously as he slowly slid off and down onto the ground, Shu bounced off the branch in a casual flip and landed down beside him. “Ooh! That’s not how you do it at all”, he spoke, squeaking a little as he moved around him curiously, “You so silly! Only need to lean forward and grab the branch then lift! No jump until you are good at it”.

T’charrl didn’t know how old this guy was or whether he was able to help him at all through possible experience. He certainly hadn’t heard about it before so chances that the man knew anything was probably minimal. He was sure he was alone with this problem of his and asking about it was probably just a big waste of time. Slowly giving his head a rub he looked away, feeling that it was just all a big waste of time; however, the King came back with an answer that only confused him, looking up to him. “What? But…I don’t-…” This guy must be really old if he could remember things like that because he was sure everyone he knew didn’t even acknowledge such a power existing nevermind someone who got into the same situation as him. He was finding it hard to understand, but it was the only thing that made sense to him too. Frowning as he tried to take in what was being said to him he frowned, feeling a little put off when he was being compared to someone who sounded pretty greedy. He didn’t mean to do any of that, he didn’t even know such a thing could happen until it did and by the sounds of it if his own people ever saw him become a monster they would kill him too.

He felt very uncomfortable now, even if Aseel didn’t mean to make him feel that way. There was not much to differ him from that guy and the King seemed to know that, trying to say he was still the better one of the two because he appeared unharmed by temptations for power. “I-…w-well they’ve helped, I guess…” he muttered, looking to them for a moment before looking away again. They did help to keep him feeling content but he had been left on his own a lot, probably because Takeshi was terrified by his appearance and everybody else was always busy with more important things. He didn’t know if he had problems controlling any temptation for power when it had been mostly sub-conscious or things had happened that he couldn’t remember. Not feeling entirely sure on what he was supposed to feel he looked to the King when he patted his shoulder, staring at him with both concern and curiosity. “What…? But…I don’t-…I can’t collect that information. It’ll be impossible”, he sighed, shaking his head, “The man would rather see me dead than ever tell me information like that…and even if he did it would be to ambush me and take it back again. The man’s insane. He would sooner see it in his hands again. The spirit can’t remember who it was before so wouldn’t have a clue either…”
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