"Heh, wow squirt, I'm surprised you know what 'mutant' even means!" Takeshi teased with a grin, "I don't think there was a single person upset about us killing that thing, so we should be fine. Weird though, I wonder how something that big got into the lake..." Things like that didn't really just grow big on their own, at least he didn't think so. Usually big fish were in big water, water far larger than the lake they had found it swimming in. "Hey, if we can eat the monsters after then I'm all for fighting them! We probably gotta start thinking about food soon anyways, I don't know how much we got left. Do you figure the Uuonians might have some they can give us?" They had been attacked and all, but Takeshi figured their stores of food ought to be alright. Plus it was a huge world anyways, and far as they knew there was only that one city; realistically speaking there was more than one, but they had never seen the others. 

Slight problem there with T'charrl, hating the water and all. This whole discussion was about a fish, and there was only one place you really found fish: water. Takeshi hadn't really thought about their friend's aversion until now, definitely seeing some problem there. If the guy wanted to he could just sit by and watch, he didn't really need to fight, not when it took only three of them before to kill one. "There's probably all kinds of things on Uuonoe, just waiting for us to eat them!" Takeshi mused, smiling brightly as he rubbed his hands together, "Probably loads of stuff that doesn't even go in the water, you know? I'm sure if we went outside of the city a bit we could find tons of creatures to hunt, and I bet they'd be just as yummy!"

"I suppose asking someone to look at a story objectively isn't easy, especially when it might concern your people," Vegeta admitted with a dismissive shrug, "There's nothing wrong with drawing inspiration from them, but it can be dangerous if you try to swear your life by them, especially if what you were told isn't the truth. Far as I'm concerned following a false hero is as bad as not having one." That was when caring mostly for yourself came in handy, you didn't really need to look to others for an idol or hero. For him personally it had saved him from some disappointments, particularly when he learned of the man whom he got his name from. His father he could draw inspiration from because he knew the man, his mother too, but those who he only heard of in stories he'd hold his reservations.

"You do realize we all are fighters, don't you? And that we fought that monster without your help?" Vegeta asked rhetorically, "Not for nothing but we don't need your power, we have our own. You'd be a welcome addition, but you wouldn't be a tool to us. Take T'charrl for instance, he can heal all of us if we told him to, but I believe we've used that ability all of once since meeting. Just because someone may prove to be useful in some way doesn't mean we're going to exploit that, or even utilize it. Whatever you do in this group is of your own accord, we don't make each other do anything." Carrying on with the meal preparation Vegeta placed the filet in a pan, throwing in some oil and placing a screen over it to hold in spits as he began to fry the fish. The potato was easy enough to handle, just some thin slicing and another pan to cook them in a manner similar to the fish; vegetables would be cooked last and likely steamed, as he hated burned greens. "Nervousness and anxiousness are practically synonymous, so yes, you are nervous. There's no reason to be, there's no catch or anything with this," Vegeta said, grabbing the potatoes and tossing them into a pan, "As I said, we're going to get you food and I'm doing precisely that, no funny business."

Viral's aggression was certainly higher than expected, as he fought with almost reckless abandon. If he had his wits about him then this might be a far more dangerous duel, the Beastman had plenty of weapons to try and harm his creator. Aito didn't need to expend very much energy on this effort and he intended to end it soon enough if no visible changes took place; if Viral was far too feral to connect the dots then he saw no reason to go on, especially when it was visibly causing problems. Watching the Beastman sadly as he moved back, Aito vanished when he was swiped at, simply reappearing where he had been just a second ago, shaking his head slowly. This wasn't going to work, or if it was it would be impossible to tell until Viral was calm. Taking a step forward his image faded a little, reaching up and grabbing Viral by the neck, trying to sweep a leg out from under him and knock him to the ground to pin him. Once the Beastman was down he removed his hand from his neck, sitting on his chest as he pinned both arms with his feet and held his head down by the horns to keep him from lashing. "Yumi, please try to calm him, this has gone on long enough."

"Oh... Uh, right!" What had even been the point of that? It certainly hadn't made Viral any better, in fact Yumi would say agitating him only made things worse, much worse. Watching her friend warily for a moment she walked around to his head, giving the pair a wide enough berth as not to be lashed out at. Once she stood before Viral she knelt down, smiling sadly as she placed her hands on either side of his head. "It's okay Viral, Aito's not going to hurt you," she said gently, closing her eyes as she leaned down and placed her forehead on his, "It's alright... You just need to relax now, okay? Take a deep breath, you're fine..." She played an important role here in acting as Viral's controller so to speak, but she still felt quite inadequate in doing so. Was this all she was going to be from now on, just something to keep around to calm down her friend? It wasn't a bad job and she knew it to be necessary, but when everyone else was probably going to be traveling and helping people she felt a little useless being stuck here.