Kai frowned in annoyance, looking fairly insulted by his lack of culinary taste; he worked his entire life trying to make the best of the best meals for the King and now he gets this, “Why?? So you can get the best flavour! To appreciate the meal, to make art, a meal worth the attention of royalty…and you just say ‘ew’?” he spoke, taking it all to heart, “But if that’s how you feel about food and how I cook, then fine…I’ll throw a raw steak on your plate next time, get you to cook it yourself”. He didn’t feel like cooking for someone who was just wanting to stuff his face without fully appreciating what he has, especially when it was his life previously before he got drafted with his brother. He didn’t think Takeshi knew how difficult it was growing up in a kitchen where one bad meal could spell torture and mental breakdowns. Sighing, he pulled his collar a little as he thought about his brother, his aspect of fun without him being near non-existent, “Like how? Go and cook? Be a third wheel? I’m already being a third wheel just now, so what’s the difference?”

Viral was pretty lost to ideas and the only ones he could think of currently involved modification. It was all he knew when it came to altering him and changing aspects of him. He definitely had little regards to his well-being and didn’t care about what happened to him. Watching his paws as he walked along, he sighed lightly before looking up at Vegeta with a frown, “I can speak because I was determined to keep my ability to speak. I almost lost it because of that kid and it was hard coming back from that”. He didn’t know how to reverse his transformation or control himself during a change and him being in control just now was because he was being treated like a civilised being, helping his concentration. He had all sorts of urges running wild like the desire to scratch everything to bits, to batter Vegeta around and to eat lots of steak. Giving Vegeta a glare back, he frowned a little before letting out a grumble, “Oh good. Training…I’ll get right on that as soon as I change back again”, he grunted, looking away, “How else am I supposed to make a change to my mental and physical structure that’ll undo the damage the Saiyans caused…”