Viral had pretty much given up on his conquest for feeding himself, feeling both too lazy and unable to coordinate himself to eat food fast enough, not unless they wanted to be around here all day. It would take forever for him to eat his food. Groaning as he watched her pick up the spoon again, staring at the fish before looking to Yumi, “You were still kids…” he frowned, growling as he made a grab for her arm, missing the first time. He didn’t want to be considered sick or child-like, but he wasn’t too far off from being just that. Pulling the spoon towards his face he instead nearly hit his nose even with Yumi holding it still for him, grumbling as he moved it down to his mouth. It was pretty difficult to figure out the correct way of doing that, especially when Yumi made it seem so simple. Almost choking on his food he pulled back, wiping his face he let out a sigh, “Am I really that sick…?”

Shu didn’t understand how he was supposed to deal with this problem when it was a completely uncontrollable response, even when he tried to stop it. It was pretty concerning when he was unable to keep his mind together during battle, especially when he was able to fight fairly well if he could concentrate. He was more of an asset than anything else and that greatly upset him. Looking back to Takeshi he frowned, not particularly happy with what he had to say, “Let it out? But then I just change straight away…” he sighed, feeling a little confused, “I don’t want to do that…” This was all a massive puzzle and quite frankly he didn’t want to think about it anymore, hoping to get off the subject soon. He would be happy to go and get something to eat to forget about it all. He was a little worn out after that training session so it wasn’t as if he was able to think through complicated problems he had, “But if I do won’t I get punched in the face? I don’t want to be punched in the face…”

It was no wonder the King was so interested in getting that little kid under his control, especially when he was such a feral Saiyan. Maybe they shouldn’t ask Takeshi about his tail if that was the truth, he’d probably slap them all for it and never want to talk to them again. Choi certainly didn’t like the thought of that, especially when Takeshi was a valued friend. Letting out a sigh as he rubbed his own tail absentmindedly before looking to Kai and Kabocha at the mention of the King and Changelings, grinning a little, “Can you imagine if the King had a mate before and she died and that was when he went Super Saiyan? But then he remembered he was a royal Saiyan and didn’t care that much cause he could get all the girls anyway?”

Kai let out a groan at Choi’s logic, not seeing it as anything particularly helpful to their conversation, “I don’t think the King would think like that…” he mumbled, rubbing his head a little, “I’d rather not think about the King or whatever the hell he gets up to in his life…” There was a lot about the King he didn’t want to know and one thing he didn’t want to go anywhere near was the King’s Super Saiyan form. If the Changelings did come along after they downed the King then he had no idea what they were supposed to do to combat them or whether they really were just going to have to surrender to them. He just wanted to forget all about that kind of stuff, maybe move to Earth if it was going to be that bad considering that planet had nothing they’d want.