Takeshi dug himself into a hole and he knew it, and he was becoming extremely flustered as a result. He wasn't into men and neither was Kai, but that didn't stop them from arguing over it. Grumbling incoherently at being called out he flushed at Kai's teasing, folding his arms over his chest and scowling. "It's nothing like that! You're fit, acknowledging that doesn't make me gay though!" Being as tripped up as he was now he hadn't even realized his error in name, blinking for a moment before frowning when it was pointed out. Shoving Kai in the shoulder Takeshi growled slightly, "Shut up! I know the difference between you two knuckleheads! Because ONE of you has a girlfriend and the other doesn't!" Even with that remark however he was still losing face, especially going to Shu for help. He wasn't sure what kind of assistance his little brother could be, the kid probably didn't even understand what it was they were arguing over. Regardless he had asked and was staring at Shu for an answer, demanding he back him up. Rather than offer anything remotely useful Shu sprang backwards, doing a handstand and walking around on his hands. That left his older brother speechless, smacking his own face with an open hand with a lengthy sigh.

"Look, neither of us like guys, that's that. Let's just drop this crap alright?" It wasn't near as fun when it was turned around on him. Besides, they had at last come to one of the training rooms, it was time to stop goofing off. Well, maybe, chances were they weren't going to take their training too seriously still. None of them had even decided on what they were doing yet, they were going into this without a single gosh dang idea in mind. Punching the combination into the doors Takeshi stepped inside first, taking a look around the room. A fair bit of equipment was in this one, all pushed to the sides though to make room for them. Loads of weights and various machines, very few which he recognized. Not the kind of training they usually did anyways, no use in bothering with that junk. "Here we are, a big old empty room just ripe for the picking," Takeshi mused, raising one arm up and folding the other behind it in a stretch. "Ah... So what the hell are we doing anyways? We never did decide on what we were doing down here."

"Rerouting your power is too big an undertaking anyways, so don't worry about that. And you know I don't enjoy being cruel to you. I might have a laugh at your expense once in a while but I would hardly classify that as being sadistic or cruel." Nothing wrong with a friend having a laugh at another friend's expense, that was normal. This was of course a social stigma that Viral probably didn't understand however, as often he was lost on things like this. Rather than explain the whole concept to the Beastman Vegeta just let it slide for now, it wasn't overly important anyways. "Maybe recalling how you looked isn't the way to go anyways. People don't just change by imagining themselves doing so, as far as I'm aware..." Okay, so envisioning what he wanted to be probably wouldn't help Viral, nor would letting him run out of energy. The Beastman seemed very stuck on that idea however. "Exhaustion cannot be your way out of this. What good is a power if you're utterly helpless after using it? Besides, if exhaustion does rend your forms useless then what happens if you tire during a battle? Then you're out of luck."

Exhaustion couldn't be the answer, it seemed almost... Crude for his father's work. There had to be more to it than that, but the two of them weren't having much luck finding out what it was. It didn't help that Viral was so stressed at the moment, he wasn't exactly contributing to the problem at all and made it difficult for Vegeta to think. The first thing to do then would be to calm him down, it had to be. What made Viral calm though? He wasn't fond of hugs, certainly not hugs from a Saiyan. Food only made his control more difficult, and sleeping usually came along with nightmares. Considering he was currently a large feline maybe they were going about this the wrong way. A small smile crept onto his lips then, and wordlessly Vegeta walked over to his friend, leaning over slightly and beginning to scratch under his jaw and by one of his ears. Cats liked this sort of thing, right? Maybe if they could find cat nip on board then Viral would be so mellowed out figuring out this problem would be a snap.