Kai was a little annoyed by Takeshi, sure, but he was sure he was not entirely stupid when it came to cooking and shouldn’t end up destroying the kitchen with his cooking ‘skills’. The guy was pretty useless when it came to creating things and that much was obvious when it came to the food, but at least his brother liked it well enough. The problem with the food was he should had soaked it in the juice and then thicken it to make it into a pretty nice glaze, but instead he just smothered it all on the meat and hoped it would come out well. He should really learn how to do things properly if he was to cook in the kitchen, not just because his brother might be hungry or something. Feeling as if his cooking skills meant nothing, he frowned slightly and shook his head, “I’d believe that once you cook something that everyone will like that’s not just a slab of meat roasted over an open flame”. Sighing a little, when Takeshi responded in surprise he simply looked up at him and nodded a little, shrugging, “Yeah, a date-date. He’s real happy”, he spoke, frowning, “He doesn’t even know what that means but that’s what it is. We weren’t exactly popular with anybody, so having someone who likes you is a big deal. I don’t want him getting angry at me because I wrecked his date”.

Viral grumbled at Vegeta’s response, giving his head a quick shake. It was such a short time and he was already expected to perfect his control as soon as possible when he had no idea where to start with it. He needed to work hard to try and get onto their level and hope that maybe he might find control that way, just to try and train up and hope he might be able to control his abilities. He was not confident at all and Vegeta’s words weren’t exactly helping either. Everything he said just sparked doubt in his mind like a massive shadow looming over his darkened future. Letting out a hissing sigh, he glanced up at Vegeta and let out a grumble, “Hmph! Sure you will…” he mumbled, looking away, “Howabout you start by thinking about what you’ve got planned for me now? I want this fixed and if you’re going to fix me then do you mind getting on with it? I’m not enjoying walking around like this…”