Takeshi's competitive edge was getting the better of him, he was wanting to win this session of theirs. So far he'd been pretty much shown up, which considering Kiton was injured he couldn't fathom why; the fact he was basically throwing blind punches never occurred to him, he figured he'd have landed some good shots by now and have the Frost Demon reeling. Since the other guy wasn't saying anything about stopping he didn't plan to, eager to try and get back on top so to speak. Starting off by bringing out some of his Ki, Takeshi rushed up and threw two stray blasts his opponent's way, not bothering to see whether they even connected or not. Dashing up above his blasts he folded his hands together then, diving down and smacking Kiton in the back with them, knocking him down to the ground this time. Smiling smugly he let his energy return to normal, watching as Kiton fell a ways before catching himself. "No one ever said you couldn't! And besides, those were just little blasts, it's not like I'm trying to blow you up!" he retorted, descending to Kiton's level and crossing his arms, "So what, I broke the rules and now we're done, that it? I guess we can call it a draw for now."

"I do realize it was vague, I was hoping perhaps you might strike it lucky and recall something of your own," Aito admitted, smiling as he reached up and rubbed at his head, "No matter if you cannot, it may simply be too far a leap to make this early in the process, nothing to be ashamed of. It's worth a try at the very least." Wanting to provide Viral at least a moment to try again he watched intently, getting the slightest bit hopeful when his son seemed to brace, only for nothing to come of it. Shame then, albeit that just meant he'd have to try helping the Beastman along, that was all. "You're right, he wasn't battling at that age, and to be fair neither were you. Really at that age you were just kids, and you acted as such. Let me see... What particular memory could we use..." It wasn't easy for Aito either, it had been quite a long time and memories tended to get hazy; sure, he hadn't aged, but near twenty years had still passed, and dead or not twenty years was a long time. Scratching at his head he inhaled and exhaled loudly, wracking his brain for something before finally striking gold. "Aha! I've got it!" the doctor exclaimed, beaming as he smacked the palm of his hand with his closed fist, "Do you remember when we had built a fort in the back yard? You and Vegeta loved to make forts with blankets in the building, but people complained and so I used some of the space in the yard for one. It was just a tiny shack, made of plywood and 2x4s, but you guys played in it all the time. I even remember when Yumi was over, and her and a certain someone were playing family together," he added, winking suggestively at Viral.

Haku sincerely doubted that anyone hated T'charrl, he'd never given them reason to. He thought the alien had done nothing but help them since joining up, and he definitely wasn't a bad person either. It was probably just worrying unnecessarily, that was all, yet it would probably take quite a lot of convincing to make him not worry so much. Haku couldn't really offer advice on how to remedy that, mostly because he was busy hugging T'charrl and enjoying it. Who knew Kaesstrians were so soft and fluffy, it almost reminded him of that dog he had hugged back on Earth. Unsuspecting as he nuzzled his face against T'charrl's fuzz, a bit of dust got up his nose and tickled it, making him turn away hastily to sneeze, bouncing slightly from it. Sniffling he rubbed at his nose, looking over at his startled friend and giving a sheepish smile. "Huh? Oh, I'm f-fine! That was just a sneeze!" Haku explained, sniffling again before smiling, "My nose was tickled and I sneezed, it doesn't hurt or anything. Uh... Sorry for scaring you, I guess your people don't really sneeze huh?" They had a snout, but that didn't mean they sneezed. Glancing down at himself curiously he raised an eyebrow spotting little glistening flakes on his person, plucking one off and turning it over in his fingers, watching how the light reflected off of it and made it shine. "Cool... What's this?"