Kiton was probably the wrong person to pick for a training session when he never really had one before that didn’t involve him putting it all in there and trying to take down the ‘threat’ that was his opponent to his pride. If he lost this training session he would probably be picked on for the rest of the trip as a weakling and laughed at by this guy for being oddly weak compared to the legends of his race. He wasn’t going to get too excited, he still had the integrity and desire to show he was worthy as part of the group. Throwing his punches out he eventually got annoyed and decided to toss Takeshi as well, throwing him down and off his tail. Letting out a light sigh now that he had won that bout, he rubbed his ribs and stared down at Takeshi as he shouted at him. “What? You’re the one who was holding it like you owned it!” Confused by his anger he frowned when Takeshi decided on being smart about where he was reappearing. “Warm up? Geez, fine…” He wouldn’t mind a break for his wounds but if Takeshi wanted to keep going on then he would anyway despite how he was feeling. Frowning when he decided to use Ki to try and steer the direction of battle, he raised his fists up and got ready to combat again without raising his own Ki level. He didn’t want to stress his body too much and using Ki like that and fighting would strain his muscles too much. Throwing his arms out he slapped away the blasts, opening his mouth to talk but instead of getting a chance to protest he was smacked downwards, spinning in the air before catching himself, flipping around quickly. “What’s the big idea?? I’m not using Ki!”

Viral let out a grumble, shaking his head in doubt that it would work. He didn’t have those memories and he was sure they were going to be traumatic to bring up like before. He was definitely not going to have a great time with this and already he was feeling terrible about this possible headache he was going to receive after all of this. He knew he had to go through with it, he was supposed to and knew how important it was, he just hoped that Aito wasn’t going to be harsh on him. If he was supposed to look for a positive memory he had to recognise it as one and hopefully not end up screwing himself over and ending up in terrible pain or unable to recall the memory. “I think I-…I don’t know. I don’t know if I can recall it fully…” Something about Aito contemplating on memories made him feel nervous, like preparing for something he had no control over. Holding his head as if in preparation he sighed heavily, not finding the memory particularly easy to conjure up when he had so much on his mind already. “I don’t…just…see that. Play? What did he need protecting from? He wasn’t battling at that young an age, there was no monster. What was I doing…”

T’charrl thought it was a little strange that Haku would willingly move in and hug him like that considering he was still a large bug monster to everyone, especially after his first opinion of him not being the most pleasant there was. There was the time he did assist with his next stage metamorphosis and moving into it, but that was minor and probably something he never wanted to go through ever again if he could help it. He didn’t know if he would change again but if he could help it he wouldn’t want anyone finding him for a very long time after the frights he continued to give everyone. “I-I don’t know what is polite to them, but not saying bad things is polite, right?” Maybe they were at fault for making him feel isolated, maybe they did have to sort that out with him and say how they really felt. Shu seemed happy and completely content with who he was, but being with Takeshi all the time meant he rarely saw Shu too. Looking to Haku he didn’t know if he was being polite like he had just told him, staring at him in curiosity before becoming alerted and gasping when Haku suddenly let out a rather distressing sound. Staring at him, he stroked at his antennae nervously before standing up quickly. “W-What is that, anyway? Are you okay?”