While Viral wasn’t exactly thrilled about the prospect of food or sparring, he was still willing to go with it if it meant he was going to make her happy. He wasn’t too far out of it, he was still able to talk and function somewhat normally, even if he was not having a great time holding his mind together. He was pretty light-headed and weak feeling, but he wasn’t plagued with horrible thoughts and the pain wasn’t too bad just yet, “By having you hit me over and over again…” he spoke, scratching his cheek slowly, “I’m sure you are not going to hit me too hard, so maybe I’ll remain on my feet long enough…” With Yumi getting all excited and the smell of food in the air he guessed it was time he would prepare himself for whatever Vegeta had cooked for him. He wasn’t going to be able to deny himself the food with Vegeta and Yumi watching over him like this, plus there was always going to be the worrying possibility of a drip being attached to him in some forced feeding.

Viral looked up at Vegeta as he emerged, the food finally showing itself too with Vegeta pretty much wanting to burn his hands off too. Frowning a little he slowly shifted around, watching Yumi get all excited only to be rejected by Vegeta. Watching Vegeta, he stared at him as he instead decided to go back into the kitchen only to bring back some glasses and a bottle. He knew what that bottle was but he was still left confused, staring at him as he settled the glasses down and listened to his reasoning for this. At first he thought Vegeta was just going to have it with Yumi, even if he brought a glass back for him; however, what Vegeta said made him feel confused, “You’re…letting me drink?” he quizzed, squinting his gaze, “You’re not teasing me, are you…because I know what you’re like…”

Choi had more fun when he could get away without using Ki and just duke it out with his opponent, luckily that opponent happened to be Takeshi. While fighting against Kai was all fine and good and training with Yumi alongside Kai was fun, taking on someone who had a habit of showing off made training all the more satisfying. Throwing out a series of attacks managed to allow him to keep on top of Takeshi’s attacks if just by a bit before immediately charging at him, trying to get him back down on the floor. Luckily for him he managed to take him down, getting him on the floor and wrestling him down, “Say uncle! Say it!!” he laughed manically before hearing Kabocha instead. Looking off to the side he stared at him and T’charrl before looking off towards Kai and Shu who were sitting around, Shu with a particularly guilty look on his face and Kai looking annoyed. Grinning a little he slowly moved away from Takeshi, laughing nervously, “Heheh well…at least we didn’t give up so easily!”

T’charrl just hoped he didn’t hurt Kabocha, even if Kabocha hurt him. He knew training would be tough and all that, but he still didn’t have a care for whether he was hurt either. His main concern was on much bigger things with at least one where he had no desire to be around anyone if it actually came down to it. Gaining in strength and power was one thing, but having to put up with the consequences was another. He wondered if his own race managed to gain in strength they would be able to unlock the secrets of metamorphosis too, but that would be a risk in itself. Slowly rubbing his chest he looked to Kabocha, giving a little nod, “I understand and…uhh, maybe I will be soon”. Not feeling too sure as to whether he should be proud or concerned that he wasn’t quite up to par yet, scratching his head he looked back to Kabocha, smiling nervously, “Heh, t-thank you. You helped me too. I just wonder if it was worth it…”