Takeshi couldn't help but break out into a grin as he and Kiton prepared, feeling very excited about their fight. Any time he got to test himself against one of their own it was fun, and even more so if he came out on top. Considering how much he'd been fighting and training he thought it safe to say he was stronger, now was just the time to confirm that. "Don't hold back? Fine, but you asked for it," the Saiyan answered, smiling as he widened his stance, getting low and holding his arms up and ready, "And Frost Demon, Saiyan, Kaesstrian, whatever you are I don't care, I'll fight you and I'll beat you, that's all there is to it." Kiton wasn't wrong, he never had fought someone like him before. Resisting the urge to just leap right in and start going all out immediately, for once, Takeshi decided to play it safe. Shifting slightly every time he began to move to the side, watching Kiton to see if he was going to do anything. First things first, he should try figuring out just how strong the guy was more than anything. Smirking he leaned forward slightly, pulling his arms down to his sides before pushing off and vanishing afterwards, reappearing right at Kiton's side and trying to deliver a hard kick to it, spinning his whole body around to do so.

"Well yes, naturally I have a schedule. I would hardly go into anything blind and without some plan of attack," Aito responded casually, "Those are only general guidelines however, we'll spend as much or as little time on each particular area as need be." The treatment was to be tailored entirely to Viral's needs and wants, and already they were changing the planned treatments to fit what the Beastman wanted help with first. To make any leeway there however there was the need to get talking, something he knew not to be Viral's strong point. Though he had asked a very broad question, Aito had hoped for a decent answer, only getting a broad reply in turn. "I see... So when you try to relax your mind wanders and, inevitably, turns back to those instances... Well the obvious route is to simply think of something else, albeit that is difficult to do. So then, how do we fix that?" Smiling as Viral laid down the doctor pushed his chair again, coming up alongside the bed. Looking at his son with a curious glance for a moment he reached out, laying a hand over Viral's eyes without so much as a word prior. "I want you to take a few deep breaths, and imagine just for a moment if you will being out in a small cottage in the woods. I want you to imagine being there with us, with Vegeta and June and myself, and being gathered around a fire. We're all enjoying a day off together, having a freshly made meal and relaxing in the comfort of the cabin. I want you to think about how that would feel, being away from the stressors of every day life, of having the freedom to do as you pleased, for however long we were there. Can you do that?"

Haku was trying, perhaps too much to relate to T'charrl; both of them were different species, never mind different people, so it was a silly endeavor. Trying to eat a petal was a bit too much for the young Saiyan, and after getting a mouthful of bitterness he swallowed the first bite reluctantly, hardly fooling the alien. "Oh... Oh pollen?" he asked, making a face as he got a foul aftertaste in his mouth, turning his head and spitting a few times before trying to wipe his tongue off. Okay, that was probably in the top ten worst things he'd ever tried to eat before. Watching as T'charrl did the same thing as him and ate the petal without so much a blink he smiled apologetically, albeit still determined to try and relate somehow. "So... Eat one of those petals, and roll it up?" He just needed to avoid the pollen-y ones, which evidently were the ones with what he thought were 'hairs'. Looking back at the flower he ran his finger over a few, managing to find one that was smooth and slightly moist to the touch, hopefully with nectar. Plucking the petal Haku examined it carefully before mimicking what T'charrl had done, popping it in his mouth to taste. While it was hardly the greatest thing ever still he could actually stomach it, finding to be like an oddly chewy and sweet lettuce leaf. Swallowing the entire thing he smiled slightly, looking back at the flower and idly playing with the petals, "Not too bad... I don't think I'd make a habit of eating them though."