Takeshi wasn't going to just be someone's punching bag, he'd be damned if he didn't get a good hit in himself. Sure, maybe he'd sort of bent the rules and used Ki, but then they never had explicitly said they weren't using it now had they? Kiton didn't seem nearly as hurt as he was giving off, surely he could use energy too and be none the worse for wear. "Cheated? You're fighting with a tail!" the Saiyan shot back, his cheeks reddening slightly as he pointed over at Kiton, "I don't have one, so how's that fair!? You cheated too!" Man, what a pain in the ass! The guy still thought he was the better fighter too, no way was he going to let that comment slide. Having dropped his energy levels back down Takeshi was now determined not to use Ki, ready to prove he didn't need a boost to win this. Watching as Kiton came in at him he rushed headlong to meet him, throwing strike for strike as their limbs collided, the sound of their attacks being like claps of thunder, the trees around them rustling from the force. He might not be as fast as Kiton, but he sure could match him in power, he didn't doubt that for a second. Catching a punch to the jaw, Takeshi growled and drew one arm back to punch the Frost Demon in turn, leaning back at the same time and quickly bringing up a leg, trying to knee Kiton in the stomach.

Aito was having a hard time describing many memories in detail, his own recollections a bit foggy at current. If only they had something like a scrapbook to look through, maybe then they could revitalize Viral's memories. Hm... Perhaps there was a way they could get a hold of one, provided the booklet they'd put together all those years ago still existed. That would be a task for later though, he couldn't well go and call Earth here in the atrium, and all of their equipment to do so was back on the ship. At any rate his concern currently was trying to bring up another memory, and all he could bring to mind right now was some vague scenes of their playing in a fort they had built together. "You and Yumi of course, you two loved to play family together when you were younger," Aito said casually, smiling amused as he looked at Viral, "And even though you were always around the same age you would make Vegeta be the baby, which all things considered wasn't wholly inaccurate. Also I built the fort, I couldn't exactly expect or ask toddlers to put one together now could I?" Chuckling to himself he started pacing about again, finding it easier to think while moving about. "You grew up rather quickly, but I'll always remember those early years fondly. I still remember when I found you and Vegeta in the kitchen late one night... He had been crying and you thought he was hungry, so you'd brought him down to get him food, not knowing he couldn't quite do solids. When I came down to find out what was going on you two were sat on the floor, he was covered in whipped cream and you were explaining you thought it was baby food in a can..."

Haku was quite embarrassed for sneezing like that, feeling kind of silly for nearly covering T'charrl in snot. Real good way to make a friend, sneeze all over them like that after weirding them out with a hug. "Huh... I guess that would be like me picking up scents with my ears... Except don't you have ears too?" the Saiyan asked, furrowing his brow as he rubbed both of his ears. Distracted momentarily by something shining on his shirt he plucked it off, turning it around in his fingers and marveling at how it reflected light. He'd never seen anything like it before, and he was a bit surprised to find it was something that had come from his friend. "Woah... That's kind of cool, being able to regrow limbs like that..." Haku mumbled, looking away from the scale as he smiled slightly at T'charrl, "Not that I'd ever want to see you have to do it, losing a limb must suck. You've uh... Never had to do it, have you? Regrow one?"