Shu had an explanation and a demonstration now, shy of explaining every single little detail Takeshi couldn't do much else for him. This was much too simple a technique to warrant much more help anyways, not much needed to be said. Trying to be patient however the older boy entertained his sibling, doing his best to shed some light on the matter. Shu definitely had the speed down, but he wasn't creating a single image just yet. Pulling him aside, quite literally, Takeshi had explained more thoroughly how to actually do the afterimage. To that the little Saiyan seemed more than ready to try again, at least he was enthusiastic. Eccentricity didn't necessarily mean capability however, as Shu's next attempt was quick to demonstrate. It started out very well, and he even managed to make an image, albeit a weak one. It had hardly begun by the time he darted into the wall with a resounding thud, falling onto his backside as a result. Cringing at the sound Takeshi sighed, smacking his forehead before smiling slightly. He was getting it, just rather slowly. "Hey, there's a wall there, or did you forget?" he teased, walking over and squatting beside his brother. Checking his head carefully for any injuries he chuckled, "How about starting from the middle of the room this time?"

Asking the person who wanted to kill him for something to do, boy this was sad. Still, being hated was preferable to being lonely in his experience, at least someone was paying attention to you then. Mustering the courage to confront and ask T'charrl he was earnestly surprised he got an answer. Not that the Kaesstrian stuck around for very long to explain, he said that in passing. Training... Training, is that all everyone here did? Why didn't anyone ever do anything fun? He knew what they were working towards, they had to be strong for that, but still... "Training huh...? Uh... That's boring..." he mumbled, frowning as he sulked a bit. When T'charrl didn't stop at all the Saiyan bit his lip hesitantly before following after him rather slowly. He must seem like such a loser right now, tagging along like this. "I need to train too... Probably a lot to fight," he said, trying not to sound like he was butting in on T'charrl's own. "I'm pretty good already, but I need to improve to fight the king."

So far so good, Viral was doing quite well with straight boxing. Of course none of their opponents from now on would only do this, so it left quite a bit to be desired in terms of application. Still... If he could hold his own in a brawl with a Saiyan then there was something going for him. Retorting to the Beastman's attacks with a high flurry of punches of his own Vegeta had each blocked, hitting only bone as he struck out. Dashing back away to avoid a kick he smiled amused, bouncing lightly on his feet to keep moving. "You want me to try harder? Alright, I can do that." Viral had asked for it, he could certainly do better. He wasn't nearly as quick as Shu was, but had speed in his own right and was going to use it. Vanishing from where he was Vegeta came to a stand still beside Viral, throwing another punch at his head. Blocked or connected he'd move again, coming in at a different angle with another strike. He'd keep this process going for a bit until he was either caught or hit, maybe it would be enough to annoy the Beastman.