"Scratching and biting is a way of fighting though. If I could do it and do it well then I'd be fighting that way," Yumi pointed out, "I'm just saying I'm not afraid of you doing that to me, even with your claws and teeth. And you won't be able to cut my flesh either way since you won't be able to catch me." Might as well try getting Viral heated up and ready for their spar session. He wanted to do it and yet didn't look to be fired up for it just yet, and they were nearly to the training hall now. This all would be fairly lackluster if the Beastman couldn't get vested in what they were doing. "We'll start with basic martial arts, and if we can do that fine then we'll go from there, that sound okay to you?" First things first, they had to see whether Viral could manage to stay upright or not. 

Kabocha smirked as he reached out, flicking Shu's nose in a teasing manner. He just had to poke fun at the little guy, it was easy to when he was docile and there wasn't a risk of him going insane. If he didn't know better he would never think that the younger Prince was actually a Saiyan, he acted nothing like one. Even the meekest of Saiyans had more backbone than him, and more intellect to boot. Had to be his upbringing though, in the woods or wherever the hell Takeshi had said before. "How'd it taste? Like a hairy hot dog?" he asked, laughing it up. Getting a nice big knock on his head then, Kabocha reeled forward before gasping, his hands shooting up to cover where he'd been struck and glaring at Takeshi.

"Oops, sorry, my hand slipped," Takeshi said, smiling tightly, "You might want to shut up before you really annoy me, leave Shu alone." Such a pain to get along with Kabocha still, they always did knock heads. His friend was a bit too sarcastic and rude for his remark, and always had this condescending air about him. Well... Not always, most of the time they could get on with one another. But they had their moments, and Takeshi couldn't help but feel the other boy was a bit angry at him too for whatever reason. Rolling his eyes at the rude gesture he was given, Takeshi turned to Shu, smiling as he reached down and poked his brother in the stomach playfully, "Never mind what he said. So we're playing tag later, right? Wanna just run around the whole ship? Sounds better than being stuck in some old room, don't you think?"