Shu didn’t really get it, seeing as how he had to be thrown so he could attack from where he was so he couldn’t have done it on his own. He wouldn’t give Yumi the benefit of the doubt, though, and would still believe her to an extent. He didn’t want to be thought of as completely useless, and so long as he was able to actually do something without failing then he could be seen as useful in some way. He needed to be helped a lot during his time fighting, even in the last battle he had he needed assistance, but that didn’t make him feel depressed; he just wished he was more capable, is all. His way of fighting was way too ‘uncivilised’, making him vulnerable when he should be defensive, “I guess it’s okay to ask for help…but I need to ask a lot! Lots of times! Maybe it’s because I’m short”, he spoke, looking down at himself, “I am a little Saiyan…”

Shu was certain he was able to find some way around it, but he needed to find confidence in his ability and that was not going about it correctly if he constantly needed help with fighting. He just didn’t match up to other fighters with his style, not to mention people often underestimated him but that was their problem. Giggling when Yumi ruffled his hair, he smiled back at her as he nodded, “I’ll believe! Yeah, I will! You can count on Shu, really!” he told Yumi, feeling pretty confident before hearing Takeshi enter the room. Turning around on his chair with a bounce, Shu waved at Takeshi before looking to Yumi, letting out a sigh. Hardly anything was accomplished, but Shu was willing to keep trying when the time came. It was no secret that he was a little slow with things that required thought, but he’d still try to listen and learn how to control himself. Looking between the pair, Shu slowly slid off his chair and moved over to Takeshi, staring up at him before having to lower his head again when he ruffled his hair, “Ooooh! Train and dinner! Exciting happy times!”

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Even with all the training, Shu was not prepared for having to wear shoes again even if it was definitely needed at this time. This planet was freezing and being all covered up definitely helped tons. Despite all of this covering up, their friend Viral didn’t look too much like he had been concerned with how cold it was and dressed very general if not in his own clothes for once. He did have thicker clothes on, but other than that he was without fear of the cold. Shu stuck close to Takeshi, watching Viral curiously to see if he knew what they were doing just yet.

Viral didn’t much care for the cold, even if he did feel it. His body didn’t seize up or get frostbite if he got too cold because his shark genes produced anti-freeze in his blood in the extreme, making it pretty poisonous too as a side effect. It would certainly stop something from trying to eat him, but it wasn’t as if he planned on being chomped on and neither would the people here think of doing that if they were civilised enough. Staring out into the blanket of cold, he only wondered why he was allowed to go out even if he was still continuing his training; then again, Vegeta had been pretty busy lately and probably wanted something for him to do in the meantime. Looking to Takeshi momentarily, he grumbled and looked away again, “To the south there is a colony of natives, people who used to be recruits for the King. They should be willing to help us…” Jumping out of the hanger, Viral turned to see if they were following before continuing on, not going fast considering the pair would probably slip around like idiots if he did.