Poking and prodding at Viral's appendages might not be the best thing to do, but Yumi was curious. It wasn't like his other transformations where he completely changed, this was partial. And on top of that it was a mix and match, she'd never seen anything like it. "Oh... They hurt? Well I guess that makes sense, they do sort of just sprout out of you after all..." she commented, moving her hand away, "It looks like the pain subsides though, right? You don't seem to be hurting that much right now. Though that could be the medicine too..." If there was pain every time a person changed then she wanted no part of it. Sure, she could handle pain as well as the next fighter, perhaps better even. But that didn't mean she enjoyed it, she wasn't some sadist. Knowing how much pain Viral was in, both physically and mentally bothered Yumi to no end. The Saiyans should be made to pay for what they had done, and the fact they had to wait for the okay from the rebels was infuriating. That was a point both she and the Beastman could agree on. "Not all the rebels are scum, they're just... A pain to work with. I mean they are the good guys after all," she pointed out, "We'll fight the king soon enough, with or without the rebels. We're all really strong now, and once Vegeta helps you, you'll be one of the strongest again. Then we can all go over there and kick some butt, and you'll get your revenge. Believe me, I want it too, even if I know how wrong that is."

Takeshi managed to go from a good mood to utterly annoyed in the blink of an eye, courtesy of Kabocha. Hmph, they haven't seen one another for some time and this was how he greeted them? He could expect that sort of thing from the guy, or Choi, but he was surprised that Kai was taking part too. A nice way to say it would be Kai had a stick up his butt, he was always so 'in line' compared to everyone else. Part of growing up under the King, though that didn't stop the others. Shooting Kabocha a nasty look he glanced over at the twins, questioning why exactly things were so out of hand. "Well you're not stopping it either! Some responsible guy you are!" he fumed, pointing back at the weight, "That thing nearly took my head off!" Bah, and now Kabocha was laughing away because he was all flustered. Trying not to feed into it, Takeshi crossed his arms over his chest, sighing as he looked away. "So what are you guys doing down here anyways? We were going to use this room for training, so if you don't mind..."

Kabocha really missed bothering Takeshi, it was too easy to get him riled up. What was the big deal with tossing a weight anyways? They were Saiyans, at most it would give him a bruise, nothing more. Certainly not decapitate him like he'd so dramatically complained about. Having a bit of a laughing fit he grinned innocently, eying Takeshi as he spoke. "Sure thing, 'cept we're training down here too. And we were here first, so looks like we get to use it." This wasn't back at Kortal, and they weren't technically a squad anymore. Maybe he saw it that way, but the reality was they were comrades now, not a bunch of subordinates. So he could bark all he wanted but Takeshi wasn't getting his way. Prodding the beast a bit more, Kabocha walked over, placing an arm around the Prince's shoulders with a smirk, gesturing to the room with his thumb. "Tell you what though, this place is plenty big enough for all of us, so why don't we share? You take one half and we'll take the other, everyone wins."

Share the training hall? Not what Takeshi had in mind, at all. It certainly was large enough for six people, room wasn't the question. It was more a concern of just how well T'charrl could hold himself together. He didn't think their friend would change, but that didn't mean he wasn't taking precautions to make doubly sure. Throwing him in the mix with tons of other people only increased the chances that something might go wrong. Or maybe it wouldn't, Takeshi didn't have a clue how those changes worked, or came about even. It sure didn't seem like there was any other option, unless they wanted to go and find another room. Like hell his pride would let him be thrown out though. "Fine, we can share the room, if that's how it's gotta be," he answered, grinning as she shrugged off Kabocha's arm. If they wanted to butt in then so be it, he'd make use of them being here. "Since we're all training, why don't we do it together, huh? A three on three!" Looking up at the twins he stepped forward, motioning for them to come down. "What do you think guys? Want to see what pair of brothers is stronger?"