Shu was certainly a little curious about Kai, seeing him all alone in his room like this. His father must had been elsewhere on the ship, but if he knew anything about Saiyan relationships it was that the father didn’t do much with their children like their own father. Tilting his head a little, he smiled slightly before looking to Takeshi, bouncing a little when Kai accepted their food and offered them a seat on the floor. He was fine with wherever he sat for the food and did hope it was okay and well cooked, tilting his head a little as he slowly walked on over to the spot on the floor and sat down, looking to Takeshi as he shuffled a little on the floor, “I bet it’s fine! Maybe it’s fine…is it fine? I hope it’s fine because I am hungry after all that training”.
Kai wasn’t too bothered with testing the food and from looking at it the seemed cooked through, but he would still have a look at it and see since it meant he would be getting food without having to make it himself. There was certainly a strange plethora of meats and what looked like seared fruit, finding the combination to be odd. Looking up at Takeshi a little, he frowned slightly and shook his head, “I’ve been sleeping long enough…however long that is”, he spoke, giving the meat a quick analysis, checking it over before he gave Shu a quick glance, “Training? Just you two? Hmm, must had been fun”. Without much regard for his health, he picked up a steak and bit straight into it, looking on the inside before giving a shrug. The meat was fine and the rest seemed okay, it didn’t smell off either and the rawness was fine in the type of meat too. Letting out a sigh, he placed the meat back down on the plate, “Everything’s fine…the meat, that is. For Saiyans it’s easier to eat raw meat, but because it was chilled you were right to be cautious. What time of day is it, anyway?”
Viral was pretty angry still, his temper hardly curved as the blame was put on him for what happened. He did what Vegeta asked for him to do and ‘terrorizing’ wasn’t what he had hoped to hear after his display. The kid agreed to train with him and that was just what he was doing, at least until he turned into a big walking steak. There was a thing; if Vegeta was back there with the kid then the rest of the meat in the medical room was still there. The thought of eating those steaks had him on edge, finding it very tempting and just thinking about it sent him bumping into the wall. Growling a little, he shook his head before he looked back in Vegeta’s direction, giving him a pretty angry look. He was certainly quick to tell him to go to his room and not even bother to go with him after giving him a good telling off for losing it. It shouldn’t had been his fault that the kid was too weak to stand up against him.
Kai wasn’t too bothered with testing the food and from looking at it the seemed cooked through, but he would still have a look at it and see since it meant he would be getting food without having to make it himself. There was certainly a strange plethora of meats and what looked like seared fruit, finding the combination to be odd. Looking up at Takeshi a little, he frowned slightly and shook his head, “I’ve been sleeping long enough…however long that is”, he spoke, giving the meat a quick analysis, checking it over before he gave Shu a quick glance, “Training? Just you two? Hmm, must had been fun”. Without much regard for his health, he picked up a steak and bit straight into it, looking on the inside before giving a shrug. The meat was fine and the rest seemed okay, it didn’t smell off either and the rawness was fine in the type of meat too. Letting out a sigh, he placed the meat back down on the plate, “Everything’s fine…the meat, that is. For Saiyans it’s easier to eat raw meat, but because it was chilled you were right to be cautious. What time of day is it, anyway?”
Viral was pretty angry still, his temper hardly curved as the blame was put on him for what happened. He did what Vegeta asked for him to do and ‘terrorizing’ wasn’t what he had hoped to hear after his display. The kid agreed to train with him and that was just what he was doing, at least until he turned into a big walking steak. There was a thing; if Vegeta was back there with the kid then the rest of the meat in the medical room was still there. The thought of eating those steaks had him on edge, finding it very tempting and just thinking about it sent him bumping into the wall. Growling a little, he shook his head before he looked back in Vegeta’s direction, giving him a pretty angry look. He was certainly quick to tell him to go to his room and not even bother to go with him after giving him a good telling off for losing it. It shouldn’t had been his fault that the kid was too weak to stand up against him.