So Kiton was holding up better than he thought someone who was injured might, that was a given. Takeshi had honestly gone into this expecting to finish after one or two hits, so the fact the Frost Demon was keeping in it this long was impressive. It was a touch frustrating though, being unable to hit someone who he assumed to be weak. Either his blows were dodged, blocked or taken like they were nothing, it was a bit perplexing honestly. Having been knocked over by Kiton's tail he tried to retaliate with a kick, eyes widening when he met nothing but air. Looking over at his opponent he couldn't do much to block the kick, being knocked away and tumbling to the ground, reaching out and pushing off with a hand and flipping onto his feet. "Okay then, you're a quick little guy! I know how to deal with you," he said, grinning as he wiped himself off after being struck. It was just like sparring with Shu, you had to get them in a position where their speed and small size couldn't help them, that was all. Usually cornering worked, but out here open it wasn't going to cut it, he'd need to improvise. Figuring he had to get close first Takeshi moved back in without a word, starting to throw a series of punches and kicks, just trying to back Kiton towards some of the trees. 

"It's a good thing because it means those memories you thought you lost aren't gone, they're just locked away somewhere. And please, as much as I can do, fabricating memories is not one of them. If you remembered something so vividly that it shook you like this then it's real, plain and simple." People could hallucinate, sure, but Aito figured this hadn't been a hallucination. No way would something so vague and random as what he'd described suddenly appear as a hallucination, chances were far better that it was Viral's memory kicking in. So would that be all he needed then, just a description? There was a potential that all the trauma of recent events simply took precedence in his thoughts, and coupled with being cryogenically frozen prior it was safe to say his mind had taken a real beating. Offering Viral a cool cloth to wipe himself down, the doctor smiled sympathetically as the Beastman lamented his case. "I'm not saying we simply mask the bad memories, we'll deal with those as well. But right now you can only see the bad, if we can change that then your mood should improve. Coupled with the chance of simply improving your outlook on life it would also reassure you of your early life, and I'd think that would be a good thing, don't you?"

"Just because we don't know doesn't mean we can't find out? Vegeta's smart, his dad is too, I bet if you gave them time they would figure things out for you," Haku suggested, "And... Well can we talk to people on your world? Maybe they can look into it too, and between everyone they're bound to find something out." There were a lot of brilliant minds out there, and even if T'charrl was an alien they could probably still figure something out. It was worth a shot anyways, at least it was doing more for his problems than they were right now. "Well maybe we can get some plants from your planet? We'll probably go by there wherever we head next, so I don't see why not. And if we can figure out how to keep them alive then we'd be fine, and you'd have all the nectar you needed." Haku wasn't going to let this go easily, he wanted to try and be useful for a change and help someone out. T'charrl's problems were well beyond his capacity to work with, but he'd keep trying to offer suggestions until something fit. "I... I don't know about your powers really, or how they work. If we asked everyone else though I bet they'd have plenty to say!" he said confidently, glancing up at the alien, "How about it? Later when everyone goes back we can ask, and I'll bet that they'll all have something good to say about it!"