This room wouldn't do if they were doing anything more than simple hand-to-hand training. With all the machines and gear strewn about things were bound to fly, but for their purposes it would do just nicely. Smiling to herself after getting the doors open she led Viral inside, making a straight line for the mats in the center. "The room defeated you...? I don't think a room can do that..." she mumbled, thinking a bit too much into it, "Just give it a moment, maybe you need to adjust? Once you do I would imagine you'll be fine." Hopefully he wasn't having second thoughts now that they were down here. If Viral didn't want to do this then she wouldn't force him, it was only if the desire was mutual. "You still want to go through with the training? We can head back if you're not really feeling it."

Takeshi wasn't going to let Shu go off and pout if it could be helped. After shutting Kabocha up he took a seat at the table as well, putting some distance between himself and his friend. "Come on, have something to eat. You'll need energy for our games later," he said gently, giving the chair beside him a patting. Shu eventually did come over albeit reluctantly, seeming awfully somber as he settled down in his spot. Sighing inwardly he reached over, giving the younger boy a pat on the back and a smile for good measure, "You sound like you're being punished... Be happy buddy, we're having food with our friends." Speaking of food, here it came. Takeshi had a pretty good idea what was on the menu by scent alone, but nonetheless he beamed seeing what was brought out for them. "Oh wow... It looks awesome guys! You rock!"

It was always so strange seeing Takeshi being like that to Shu, gentle and supportive. That wasn't the Takeshi he'd known during their time in a squad, and Kabocha sort of preferred the other. He might have been a miserable jerk at times but at least that one wasn't a sap. Again he was thinking of things he not ought to be, probably just getting a bit agitated because he was hungry. The food they were brought wasn't quite what he'd expected, though it did smell good. Glancing at the plates he watched as Takeshi shamelessly began filling up his own, offering portions to his brother as well. Shaking his head, Kabocha went about taking bits here and there for himself as well. "That was fast, I can sort of see why though..." he remarked, picking up a piece of bacon and giving it a slight shake, watching grease drip off. Eh, no one ever said he was a healthy eater, munching on the strip contently.