Shu always did have a good time having a good search around in the hair of others, even if he didn’t find anything. He grew up with the understanding that you belonged once you were allowed to groom the other and he never got to do that other than to his adopted Aunt. It was something he rarely got to experience and Takeshi always rejected his pleas for social interaction like that, but whether he was just doing it because he was bored or trying to humour him he couldn’t tell. Parting his hair he quietly looked through Takeshi’s hair, brushing it aside carefully as to not pull his hair. Finding it all pretty relaxing he kept pretty quiet, his tail sweeping around as he picked through Takeshi’s hair before squeaking, “I won’t! No bugs, but messy”, he smiled, finding it to be pretty nice. Feeling pretty happy he was caught off-guard by Takeshi’s question, suddenly feeling alerted, “Ooh! Groom me…? Ooh! Ooh! Yes please! I would love groom time!”

T’charrl was familiar with what Shu was doing, but he didn’t think it was something Saiyans also did. It was simple brushing but in a more primal fashion, pretty unusual in a sense. Continuing his training he looked to Takeshi again, giving his head a quick shake, “Uhh no, no…I don’t need your energy…I mean, it’s not that energy. It’s more like…making again of life energy”, he spoke, trying to explain it when he really didn’t know the right words, “Use your spirit energy that you have life for…uhh, my power. I don’t want to take that from you. I’ll get it! Just not had planet energy in long time to feel good about this, yes? Uhh…if I fall next time I try changing just hit me a few times, I’ll be okay…just breaking focus if I do”. He could try again once he gave himself a little more time, not particularly interested in sapping the energy straight from him just to get a little boost. “I’ve got to stop feeling…uhh, too happy about this. It is not doing me any good…”

Viral didn’t get to do much hunting, even when they were travelling while going after the Dragonballs. If he didn’t run into Takeshi he would had been able to escape successfully, he would had been able to use the Dragonballs himself and get his own wishes; however, that was something that was never going to happen now when so many others wanted their own wishes, but then again if this ended up destroying his mind then what was the point on being bitter about it. Sighing a little, he shook his head, “Shu just has a temper. It’s hardly the same thing”, he muttered, feeling a bit annoyed at that comparison when he was often called grumpy behind his back, “The risk with me is not anger, but madness”. Well, Yumi seemed pretty content with going hunting, finding it odd that she would get so excited about it. The reason for her excitement was fairly strange too, seeing how she just wanted to use her senses like a dog. “Hmph! It’s no big deal, you know…not unless you like to be disgusted by certain smells”. Finding it all a little strange he wandered over to the weights, “Fine, I’ll teach you…but if you joke around while we’re hunting I won’t bring you anywhere like that again, got it? It’s a sensitive skill that requires focus and silence…”