"The guy is pretty sick Shu, just because they showed up doesn't mean he's automatically gonna feel better," Takeshi pointed out, letting out a burp before sighing and giving himself a stretch, "Viral's probably happy even if he can't show it yet, you know? I mean this Aito guy is the one who made him, yeah? There's no one better to help him out than him, so things are going to start getting better." They had to, there was no one else that could do this job. If Aito wasn't able to help the Beastman out then he was probably good as dead, that was all there was to it. In an absolute worst case scenario Viral could be brought back ala Vegeta's parents, but having to let their friend die was an awfully shitty way of going about this. There was a growing part of Takeshi that worried that would be the outcome though, and that no matter what might be tried now it was too late. He wanted to stay optimistic, but when even Vegeta was out of ideas it wasn't exactly encouraging. Aito would have to pull off a bonafide miracle to make him see things better. 

Kabocha was being pretty damn annoying with his comments, which wasn't anything new. He was being pessimistic, sure, but it was bothersome to hear someone actually voicing that pessimism. "We'll stop somewhere soon, don't worry. We probably need more supplies anyways and after that fight I bet everyone's ready for some relaxing," Takeshi responded, sitting up and crossing his legs, "Maybe we can go back to that other planet, yeah? The one we first went to? What's it called again... Unova, Eoona, uh..." Well the name didn't much matter he supposed, unless he had to talk to someone from that world, then they might get a bit pissed. Giving his brother a smile he nodded his head, looking at everyone gathered at the table before scratching his nose. "Yeah, I guess we do got a lot of friends, huh? Maybe we will make more, I don't know, but I'm positive we'll be helping more people. Maybe Korian and those guys can handle the fighting, we'll just do what we can to help people out, that sounds fine to me."

Aito figured it was the best course of action, handling Viral himself. He had assured Yumi he'd do no such thing earlier, only speaking with the Beastman with her presence, but as of now she was busy catching up with June. This wasn't just something he wanted to do, it was something he [i]needed[/i] to do. Even in their brief time together the Saiyan had managed to gather two crucial pieces of information from Viral; his sheer presence was enough to set off the Beastman, and the memory of what happened still tormented Viral. Either way one looked at it the problems stemmed from Aito, and therefore he felt he was solely responsible for what was happening. It was just convenient that he was the one who could help Viral, he'd be here trying to make things right either way. Sending his son off to handle Kiton for the time being, Aito stood before the Beastman for the first time in almost two decades, a small smile on his face as he looked over his creation. What a sorry state he was in, it was heartbreaking to see really. Such a proud, powerful creature last he'd seen him, now he could barely hold himself together. Well, all the more reason to get to work then.

Vegeta wasn't exactly fit for being a sort of support for someone, but if his father wanted him to do this then he'd try. He'd already failed with Viral, though the situation here wasn't nearly as dire, so maybe he'd fare better. Standing before the Frost Demon he looked at him curiously as he moved, taking his raised hand as a sign for some assistance. "How should I know, I don't associate myself with the Saiyans," he replied, shrugging simply before grabbing Kiton's hand and getting him to his feet. Convenient that he was so light, it made holding him up easier than trying to support someone like Viral. Getting an arm around Kiton's waist he began leading him out of the room, sending one last glance back at Viral before exiting. "I heard you two discussing food, do you want to go eat? I haven't eaten either so I wouldn't mind, but I'm not forcing you to go anywhere or do anything."

"Well then... I suppose even a simple hello might be too much," Aito joked lightly, smiling as he watched Viral turn away. Hearing Vegeta and Kiton leave behind him he folded his hands behind his back, walking away some as he looked around the room, "This is going to be how our sessions will go, I hope you know that. If I'm to help you then you'll need to get used to seeing me, which I know is easier said than done. You used to have no problem with it and we'll get back to that, I've no doubts there, it's just how long it may take that I'm uncertain of." It could be days or weeks until viral was comfortable with him again, and that would only be the first step in this recovery process; Aito couldn't work with someone who didn't speak to him or trust him, this had to be a mutual effort by both parties. Sure, he supposed he could force treatments on Viral, but that would only serve to build resentment and he didn't want that. 

"I think we should try catching up a little first, sound okay to you? I know we've got work to do but we haven't spoken in so long, I'd like to have a short chat," Aito said, turning back to Viral, "I know how averted you are to being in this room, I read Vegeta's notes. So how about we try a change of scenery? I understand there's a nice library here on the ship, a nice open, lit room with comfortable furniture. I'm thinking we can go there to talk, how's that sound?" First things first, they needed an environment where Viral could feel at ease. His presence coupled with their surroundings now no doubt put the Beastman on edge quite a bit, they would have to relieve the tension somehow. Assuming that Viral could walk under his own power now, Aito walked over to the door and opened it back up, standing there with his hands folded at his back as he waited. "Do you know where it is? I'm not sure so I could use a little tour, if you wouldn't mind."