Shu didn’t care whether the training was going to be hard or if Takeshi was just having a laugh with him and pretending it will be, but he was fair determined to be useful in battle and not be the kid everybody had to save. He hadn’t fought a real battle since being released, not unless turning on his brother when he was mind-controlled was a ‘real battle’ or fighting a giant fish. He wanted to be able to fight like everyone else, but it was proving hard to feel comfortable with his strength when he had to be saved all the time. Feeling a little disheartened by those facts wouldn’t help him if he had to fight for himself, so getting help from Takeshi was the only way to go about it. Staring up at him, he nodded quickly before backing off slightly when Takeshi got on his level, “Umm, y-yeah, I know…” he mumbled, looking away a little before back to Takeshi as he wrapped his arm around his shoulders. Staring at him, he soon smiled before bouncing slightly on his toes, “Yeah! I want to protect my friends! I want to fight! I want to be strong like you! Keeping safe and fighting Father and have freedom to swing in the trees! Will you swing in the trees with me…?”

Viral was pretty prideful of his power and knowing what Enki was capable of was something he could be proud of, even if it was something the Saiyans sparked from inside him. Struggling against that colossus was only a fault on his part because of his inability to keep his head together, that is at least he thought until Vegeta laughed at his claim. So maybe it wasn’t just a his mind’s fault; the very thought of causing mass destruction only amused Vegeta like it was some kid’s joke and it only stung even more when he claimed everyone else could do the same anyway. That hurt a lot, his ‘unique’ ability being laughed at like it was a lame joke. Growling lowly, he looked away and held out his hand, “Just give me some clothes and get the hell out while I get changed! I’ll fight you again! I’ll show you what I am capable of without fancy forms!”

T’charrl knew he had nowhere to go and couldn’t hide any longer, yet he still continued to press against the wall as if that would help him hide away. If the roof was high enough he could go up there to avoid her, but he knew she would just fly up and corner him. Choi looked especially nervous to see him, but given Choi had seen him before he knew what he was capable of if he got out of control. Hissing to try and get Yumi to go away, he moved his head to try and look away from her before his eyes shifted back as she touched his claw. Staring down at her, he snarled a little before turning his head around towards her, his long antennae flipping forward to have a smell of her.

Choi was keeping back, feeling pretty worried that the alien might try and stab him if he got too close. Yumi seemed to know what she was doing, but she seemed to be getting too close to him when he was all big and scary. Keeping his hands in front of his chest, he slowly moved towards Yumi, shuffling his feet as to try and not make any sudden movements, “…Uhh, Yumi…?” he spoke up in a mutter, his eyes on T’charrl’s antennae when they came close, “Be careful…I’ve seen him suck the energy out of that General just by breathing in! I just don’t want him doing the same to you accidentally…”