Takeshi didn't want the others to know how he felt, and he certainly didn't need Choi crying over him or Kabocha giving him crap. Things were annoying enough without that added to it, thank you very much. He wasn't too sure where that had come from anyways, he supposed it had been a while coming though. The twins and Kabocha really had done a good deal for them and it still didn't quite feel like they had paid the three back yet, so maybe it was his conscience talking. Either way it felt a little nice to say it, so long as it didn't get out. Training had been decided at last, for Shu anyways, he wanted to try weights. A bit of a waste of time in Takeshi's opinion but he wasn't going to say no. "Come on, I don't think Shu is going to mistake weights for food," he replied, smiling slightly amused nonetheless. Shu knew better than that, otherwise he'd go around biting near everything he was unfamiliar with. Fetching two of the smaller sets of weights he first showed how to do repetitions with them before handing them over to his brother. That was one problem with weight training, it often only focused on one area. They would have to use all sorts of different kinds and machines to get a full body workout, and that always took so long. "Yeah, you're doing it alright. I don't think you're going to feel much of a difference that quickly though," Takeshi said, chuckling. "If those are too light you can grab different ones, just don't overdo it."

"Is this even working...? I've not any desire to keep this up..." Vegeta had been scratching for a few minutes now, and while Viral was relaxed he was still a cat. Perhaps this wasn't the solution to changing him back, they should try something else. He was ready to give up on it until a spark of energy collected in Viral's paw, catching his attention immediately. Curious, the Beastman rarely ever released energy like that, and when he did it was typically solar energy. This was something different entirely, something he couldn't place. The energy grew slightly in size and mass, swirling at a faster pace that signified a higher concentration. Becoming a little wary now Vegeta reached out to try and stop it, but before he could even touch Viral's paw the energy dispersed, shattering like glass. That was different to be sure, but what was it? Whatever it had been evidently was the answer to all of their problems, as the Beastman was finally beginning to revert. It was barely noticeable at first, but soon Vegeta saw patches of fur vanishing and Viral began to shrink back down. It took but a short time until his friend was back to his old, non-furry, naked self. On that note the Saiyan hastily turned his head away, recalling his promise before about not looking. "Viral...? How in the world did you do that? You're back!"

Yumi didn't doubt the potentials of telepathy, but there were some applications she just couldn't buy into. Espionage was never her thing, she was much more hands-on in most matters. If they could teach the rest of the group this technique they would be that much stronger of a force, and considering their opponent they could use every advantage they could get. They would find a chance to use it, she was sure of it. "I hadn't even thought about that... What do soldiers do after war?" It was a pretty big question, one that neither of them were fit to answer. They would all have to find new jobs, she supposed. Considering the size of the Saiyan military that was a hell of a lot of people being relocated for work. Granted many would return home, but that still left tons of Saiyans with nothing to do. Choi's off-comment about blowing up the city earned him a small punch in the arm, albeit a small smile on Yumi's face told him not to worry so much. The past was the past and he hadn't done anything by choice, she knew that now and didn't hold anything against him. Like Choi she began to notice a curios smell as they approached one of the training halls, a strange mix of fruit and uncooked meats. Wrinkling her nose she looked at the sealed room, stopping in her tracks and releasing Choi's hand. "There shouldn't be anything here... The mess hall is upstairs..." Last time this had happened Viral had changed and gone rampant, was that the case this time too? Worried now Yumi hastily punched in the code for the door, stepping inside as soon as the gap was wide enough for her. Expecting to find a Beastman her eyes widened instead at the sight before them. "T'charrl...?"