Shu watched Takeshi curiously, staring at him as he delved deep into the oven and pulled out the food. It was awfully exciting to see the food coming out of that thing and see it all cooked and looking nice. Bouncing around Takeshi, he moved back a little and smiled happily at him, feeling all excited and hungry, “Oooh! Yeah! I hope he’s somewhere close by”, he sighed, looking to the door. He wasn’t sure where Kai might be, he’d probably be somewhere and somewhat knew he was, it was just a matter of seeing if he was there and feeling sad and eating between the two of them if he wasn’t there. Tilting his head, he looked to the exit and frowned, “I don’t really know what he smells like, but won’t he be in his room if we haven’t found him yet?” he asked, looking back to him, “I mean, if he’s not here and if he’s not with his brother then wouldn’t he be there…?”

Viral probably should feel bad for having to beat up this kid just to show he could maintain control, but however he was supposed to hold back his claws he had no idea. It was an awfully big risk to both him and the kid since if he became too dangerous Vegeta would have to do something about it whether he liked it or not. Staring down at the kid, the scent of raw meat was not lost on him and only furthered the urge to slice him open. This would definitely be interesting if the kid accepted the request, he sneered at him, “Hmph! I thought the Saiyan race were natural-born warriors…” The kid was such a coward for no reason; it’s not like there was any worry to what the afterlife might hold for him if he did die. Staring at him, he moved unsteadily towards him as the kid tried to find a way out of it before finally accepting the challenge, “’Bring it on’…? Fight me with honour! I need the practice!” he growled before lowering down to all fours again and simply trying to pounce and bat him with a backhand, “My form should be treated no differently to any other opponent!”