So Takeshi had made a slight error in going for the tail, and now he was paying for it. With only one arm free he couldn't really block all the incoming punches, getting a few got hits on himself as he tried to stave off Kiton's full attack. He wasn't going anywhere fast, and while he was certainly taking some good blows it wasn't going to beat him, not just yet. With no other recourse he began throwing his own strikes, only getting one or two blows in before he was met punch for punch, unable to get past the Frost Demon now. After an uneventful exchanging of blows the Saiyan started to get annoyed, and his annoyance was only further pushed along when he was thrown down to the ground, his arm being uncomfortably torqued as he was yanked along. Going all the way down he flipped and landed on his feet, breaking the earth a little and kicking up dust as he hit dirt, glancing up at Kiton and rubbing at his shoulder gingerly. "I don't have a tail, how's that fair?!" Takeshi shouted, frowning as he stood straight, "Whatever, I don't need one." Disappearing he ascended quickly, reappearing just a meter from Kiton in air, smirking as he cracked his knuckles, "Pretty good warm up I guess, how about we kick things up a little?" Unleashing just a little bit of Ki he glowed slightly, increasing his speed and strength along with it. Eying his opponent he grinned, dashing in and gathering energy in both his hands, throwing two blasts before rising up and coming down, his hands falling overhead to try and bash Kiton down this time.

"Anything will work! Any memory of your childhood, or anything prior to all of this happening. Any single memory that invokes some kind of feeling of positivity, that's what we're looking for," Aito explained, smiling as he rubbed his hands together and paced back and forth, "But you can likely recall pieces about that memory of the theme park now, can't you? If you really think on it I'd wager some of your memory has returned to you. If you can't think of anything now then that's fine, we'll fix that." There had to be dozens if not hundreds of instances which they could call upon, it was just a matter of whether Viral could remember them or not. In theory he would think that vibrant, group oriented memories like the one they had used would have a longer lasting impact, as there was more going on and more stimulus, but until they did some testing it would be hard to tell. "Now then... What memory might we invoke next...? It's hard to say which one will prompt a flashback or not, I can't form an absolute answer until we try some. How's about... Do you recall when Vegeta was born? I know it was a long time ago, but try to imagine you and him playing together. You protected him long before we ever asked you to, and you were inseparable. I know its a vague topic, but try to imagine it. Maybe something will come to mind to help shed light on your life."

Haku shrugged his shoulders in response to T'charrl, not really having an answer for that. Most Saiyans could and did transform, it was just a natural part of their race to do so. The fact that Shu's transformation was a bit unruly and different certainly raised some eyebrows, but in the grand scheme of things it wasn't all that alien. Whether or not Viral's transformations were natural was another matter entirely, one the young Saiyan couldn't answer; he'd spent a little time in this group thus far, and barely fleeting moments with Viral, he knew next to nothing of the man. "I wonder though... Is it polite to lie and say they're okay with it, or polite to let you know how they really feel?" he asked, frowning as he shook his head, "Personally I think it's better they're honest, and it's not like they hate you for it or anything. Maybe they just need time to get used to it is all, I mean you are a lot different from what most of us have seen before." But different wasn't bad, as Haku was quickly finding out. Everything about this group was different, as was the entire situation he found himself in, but he couldn't hate one single bit of it. Thanks to the change of things he was actually happy for a change, he felt safe and may even have a chance to make some friends. Hoping to prove his friendship to T'charrl he tried to comfort the alien in one of the few ways he knew how, by hugging. It wasn't something he'd ever done before, but he'd seen others do it and it looked nice. Pleasantly surprised by how soft T'charrl was he let out a small laugh, actually hugging him in earnest before smiling sheepishly. "Shedding? What do you mean she... She... SHE-" Haku tried to speak, but instead had to let go and turn as he sneezed, jumping slightly before sniffling and rubbing at his nose, "Oh... Heh, sorry. Must have gotten some, it tickled my nose. I don't get what the problem is though, you seem fine to me."