Yumi wasn't just trying to make Viral feel good, she really wasn't concerned about him changing. Before it had been because of his energy going nuts, and right now he didn't appear to have very much of that. Plus she wouldn't push him to changing, it would be as casual a spar as possible. Giving Viral a playful flick of the nose when he laid his head down she smiled innocently, happy to hear he would agree to her idea. "You're saying that like I haven't been fighting my entire life. I'll be fine, seriously. I'm not some flower who can't take a few hits." Hell, she'd fought with Saiyans before, her boyfriend even to be exact. Yumi was no stranger to being injured, and if all it took was some cuts and bruises to deter her then she'd have given up a long time ago. Catching a waft of food she lifted her head a little, sniffing the air before sighing happily. "That smells so yummy... I hope it's almost done..." Must be if she was smelling it, that meant it was out of the oven. Squirming slightly in her seat in excitement Yumi looked back at Viral, "We'll find an empty room after this and go spar, if you're still up for it. Hopefully you feel better after getting some food in your stomach!"

"Big things come in small packages, ever hear that? Shu's tiny but he packs a punch," Takeshi retorted. If he still had them he could show all of his bruises and bumps he'd gotten from sparring with Shu. It really wasn't like fighting anyone else, the little guy had a style all his own. He almost wanted to call it erratic, but surely Shu had a method to how he fought. Otherwise it would just be flailing, and flailing about was never that effective. And again with the taunting! It was awfully hard to be calm and relaxed when Choi was slinging taunts like that. Now he really was going to pummel his friend. Taking the head on approach he darted in straight ahead, throwing a spinning kick with his weight behind it. He wouldn't boost his speed anymore, sure, but he also wasn't going to hold back on his strikes. He'd make Choi wish he hadn't said anything about the speed boost. Connecting with Choi's arm, Takeshi quickly dropped down to the ground, falling low as he avoided a kick in return. Standing he leaned to the side as another punch came his way, trying to grab hold of Choi's fist and throw one of his own, his fist colliding with Choi's. Releasing the other hand he continued to dodge back and forth, able to avoid but not really attack for now. After a few seconds of continued assault he tried to get in by stepping quickly to the side, swinging out his arm and trying to smack away Choi with the back of his forearm. 

Kabocha was all for winning a sparring match, but maiming a teammate wasn't on the list. More so, he really didn't want to piss off T'charrl and have a giant, angry insect hunting him down. After knocking over the Kaesstrian he hurried to his friend's side, apologizing promptly. Thankfully everything seemed good, no becoming bug food today. Smiling he let out a relieved sigh, rubbing the back of his neck, "Heh... Yeah, I didn't think you could fight that well honestly. Though after the way you thrashed the General I guess I shouldn't be all that surprised." T'charrl was awfully close to a Saiyan level of power, and he didn't mean just any old Saiyan. A battle hardened one, someone like them. Compared to where the Kaesstrian had been before changing this was one hell of an improvement. Did it come because of this form though, Kabocha wondered. And if it did there was no knowing if he'd keep or lose his new power when he changed back. "If you want to stop now sure, I don't mind!" he replied, smirking as he offered to help T'charrl up, "How about we call it a draw for now? That was pretty damn close."