Kiton didn’t know what to think of Takeshi after that hit, whether he was just warming up or that was a quick jab to make sure he was paying attention. He couldn’t be too judgemental, he did want to see if he was able to keep up and wasn’t going to slack off with this training just because he was still injured. Staring at Takeshi questionably he didn’t know if he was trying to tease him or was giving him a compliment. “Uhh, I guess?” Feeling confused, once Takeshi moved away from him he watched an attack come right his way, his arm immediately rising to block a first punch before he moved back to block the uppercut, floating lightly away with ease. Letting Takeshi have his turn he became alerted when Takeshi tried to grab at his tail and immediately swung it around, following Takeshi when he tried to punch his gut. It would be a bad idea to let that one hit him. Rising up with the force of Takeshi’s punch he practically floated around it in a quick flip over Takeshi, aiming to slap him in the back with his tail on the way back around.

Viral was feeling fairly unsettled and wanted to leave soon just to ease his own discomfort, but then that would mean giving up on this process and having to start from the beginning another time. All this talk about imaginary scenes made him rather anxious when they wouldn’t appear only to make him wonder if he had any sense of imagination at all left in him. He would rather dreams that were made up nonsense than what he had to see in his sleep, especially those that continued into reality in horrible after images. Becoming alert when Aito moved his hand he quickly looked to him, staring at him in annoyance before groaning as he lay back again, only furthering his dislike of his plans. “Provoke? This already sounds like a bad idea…”

Viral didn’t know why Aito was going for that method just because his other one didn’t work. He should be trying other things if thinking up scenarios was a bad idea, not come up with trying to pull memories he didn’t even know he had. They could be false for all he knew, just like the one he tried to get him to think up. Frowning as he closed his eyes again, he listened to Aito’s attempt at recalling a memory, one that just sounded like some random made up scenario. He already didn’t believe it ever happened, he would’ve been pretty big by the time Vegeta was around considering what they told him. Closing his eyes tighter he let out a groan, not feeling anything from that scene at all. “…No…this is stupid. Why would I…” Pausing momentarily, there was a sudden flash of water that splashed in his face, a sound of people suddenly becoming loud in his ears before he let out a gasp, sitting up immediately before holding his head when he realised how bad an idea that was. He didn’t know what that was but it startled him, like falling asleep only to get a bucket of water dropped on your head.

T’charrl stared at Haku when he gave his own explanation for why he was feeling this way, frowning at his logic. He didn’t know how he felt about that, especially when his hunger continued through into his normal shape. “Growth spurt? But I’m still…sort of…umm…” he muttered, feeling at his spines on his arms before he sighed, “…I’m kind of the same as what I used to be…” He did wonder if he was going through a growth spurt, but he did worry what that might be like considering both his parents were very large and yet he was small and skinny. If he had this spirit in him and all this power he wondered what might happen to him if he was going through this growth spurt Haku talked about. It did all happen after he changed, but he wasn’t so large just now. Maybe his body was telling him he had to embrace his forms and let it all go, but he didn’t want to do that when everybody hated him like that with the exception of Shu.

T’charrl wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do, wishing he had some guidance for his powers. The spirit within him was not doing as well as it could had been with how much energy he was getting from food in the ship, but the flowers should be able to help with that. Looking to Haku at the suggestion for taking the flowers he frowned a little, tilting his head before looking back to the flowers. “Flowers don’t tend to be open for very long, but I guess maybe can ask…? I mean, I need nectar, but it isn’t as if we can take the flowers and have them around all the time. Back on my planet, nectar flowed from the trees too…”