Whether pills were desired or not here they were necessary, as Viral's pain could well attest to that. It wasn't fair to make the Beastman endure discomfort simply because Vegeta had a personal disdain for relying on medicine; Aito could understand his son's stance, not wanting Viral to become reliant, but that would only happen if they exploited it. With careful physical therapy and regular check-ups it would be more than enough to help Viral not only relax, but begin to build up the strength he needed again even for the most mundane of tasks. Watching as his son struggled to even take in the pill, Aito smiled sympathetically and pulled his sleeve up slightly, using it to wipe away some dribble before shaking his head. "Everything, even the most menial tasks is going to be a challenge like this. But don't lose heart because of that, as you should begin recovering very quickly. As for whether or not you can eat, well, we'll find a way. You'd be amazed what a simple meal can do for someone trying to heal up." It was basic knowledge that the proteins and vitamins taken in from food were used to rebuild the body, and where Viral was not eating there was nothing left to rebuild with. It was no small wonder he was so much pain, his muscle definition had faded and he looked fairly lean, and not in a good way. "Is it just meats you have an aversion to? If so we can find alternate means of getting you protein."

Hands off training wouldn't quite cut it for Shu, the little guy needed a helping hand in order to get this obviously. Either that or they let him shoot every which way like a stray rocket and pray he didn't put himself into one of the walls, which would be bad. "It all comes from... Well everywhere really. Ki doesn't really have just one place it sits, you know?" Takeshi asked rhetorically, scratching his cheek with a finger, "Most of it's in your torso, but there's some everywhere. When you fly you just want to try pushing a bit out of your feet, remember? And use the rest of your body to balance out. Just imagine a little stream if it helps, with the water all flowing pretty slow and in a straight line, that's what you want your Ki to be like. When you learn how to just get that down then we can focus on speeding up and slowing down." That was one problem with the little guy, far as Takeshi could see; everyone in their group could fly around and do all sorts of tricks, sans Viral, so Shu was probably trying to copy that more than he was learning the basics. "Go back to the floor and try it again, see if you get it this time." Expecting some kind of complaints from Kabocha he glanced over, surprised when the other boy simply waved them on. Either he was waiting to see if this would mess up, or he was too agitated, either way Takeshi didn't much care.

Haku cringed reflexively at the mention of the labs, knowing just how nasty those places were. He'd never been himself, but word tended to get around at all the nasty experimentation that went on behind closed doors. A lot of times if someone taken in after an attack had no real purpose then they were taken away for inspection, whatever that meant. All he knew was that most people who went in never came out, and the few who did were pretty shell shocked for a while. If they wanted to just drop the conversation here and now that would be swell, it wasn't a pleasant one anyways. Turning his focus back to the food being prepared Haku smiled eagerly, his stomach grumbling at the smells coming up from the pans. "Please... Do you have any idea how Elites treat bottom of the ranks like me?" Haku asked, glancing over at Kai, "They knock us around for fun and treat us like crap, and those were on the good days. I can handle little cuts and burns, don't worry.." Even so he'd heed Kai's advice, as just because he could handle them didn't mean he wanted them. Pain was never a fun thing, and he wasn't so much trying to sound macho by saying this as he was just stating a fact. "So... We just wait for these to finish cooking now? How do you know when a steak is ready? I just wait until it starts getting black on the outside."

"Really, you've got an idea already?" Yumi asked, breaking out into a bright smile as she got excited, "That sounds great Choi, thank you! I'm sure he'll love it! Maybe mix in something with it too, kind of hide the steak?" Something like a stir fry should be easy enough to prepare, and there was enough in it that her friend would get all of the nutrients he so desperately needed. When offered a bit of steak her cheeks flushed slightly, wondering if Choi had somehow noticed she was salivating a little. Reflexively wiping her mouth with the back of her hand she shook her head, chuckling before stepping close and giving him a hug. "No, I don't need anything right now, I just want to make sure he eats! Thank you again so much, I know he'll appreciate it too, even if he'll never say it."