If Viral wanted to try feeding himself then Yumi wouldn't stop him. Watching on with concern she smiled sadly when he managed to eat with some effort, only to be completely dejected after the fact. Everything was such a struggle for him now, even the simplest of tasks. It was no small wonder he was so agitated and upset. She wasn't sure if the best thing here was to offer help, or let him keep trying on his own. The chances of the latter were slim to none as he sounded defeated, and he really should eat some more even if he didn't want to. Smiling sympathetically Yumi grabbed the spoon again, scooping up a helping of the fish and offering it over to the Beastman. "If we weren't well we would let you feed us, there's nothing wrong with it, we don't think less of you," she said gently, "You used to do it for us whenever we got sick, remember? So... Think of this as repaying the favor!" A favor that she would gladly repay over and over until Viral was well again. 

Shu wasn't making a completely unreasonable request, and it made sense. Takeshi really should be able to help out his brother's problem here when he had the same one. The only issue though was he didn't really have a solution for his own, let alone someone else's. The one tried and true trick he'd used in the past was to drown things out, ignore what was making him angry until he settled down. Sure, that might work when you were getting frustrated. In the heat of a battle though you couldn't just close your eyes and zone out, you became a veritable punching bag. Well intentioned, but a horrid suggestion he realized. Sighing somberly he rubbed at his face, running the same hand through his hair afterwards. "Yeah, bad idea, sorry bud..." he mumbled, "There's gotta be something that works for you... Maybe instead of trying to suppress it, let it out? I mean fight, you know? Maybe if you get into the fight you'll blow off steam and won't have time to change." Though what if Shu changed while fighting? Then he'd be in the thick of it and uncontrollable, which was obviously bad. Man this was a tough problem to solve. Scratching at his cheek he frowned, humming a bit to himself. "Or... Imagine something relaxing, you know? Or try saying something relaxing a couple of times, I don't know... Ever try either of those?"

"Hell if I know Choi... If he did then man, that's fricken harsh..." Tearing off someone's tail was low and just plain nasty, even for a Saiyan. Granted Shu wasn't exactly in the right mind when he changed, but still, to do that to his own brother was pretty messed up. That only sent a chilling message to Kabocha and the twins too, that if his older brother wasn't off limits none of them were either. Hm... He never thought he'd be so unsettled by such a little guy. Time to change the subject, hopefully to something more interesting and less frightening. "Who knows dude, I haven't heard anything about them at all," Kabocha replied, shrugging as he wiped at his nose. Changelings basically went from a big deal to nothing from what he understood, more or less irrelevant. The only one that probably knew anything about them were the King, his closest warriors and maybe the rebels. If the Changelings did get involved though and were close to Freeza's power then they were in trouble, they'd need the King's strength. "Oh I'm sure there's a way to cheat, that's why everyone hasn't done it," Kabocha said sarcastically, rolling his eyes, "And how the hell would I know about the King? What that guy did is a mystery to most of us, and I doubt he'll share his secret. If he is the reason they're staying away though then for once I'm glad that jerkwad is around."