Kiton was getting annoyed despite having nothing really to get annoyed at, especially when it was just training. He hadn’t trained with someone for a very long time and it was rather stressful to try and prove himself. Takeshi didn’t have to worry about that, he wasn’t the one who had to prove that he could fight fair and wasn’t evil. They all could believe he was pretending to be good, but he didn’t know that for sure. Despite getting a blow on Takeshi he received one himself, only managing to tenderise his already existing wounds before he tried to get Takeshi to back off. After throwing a fist down and his tail he glared at Takeshi, his hand to his stomach before he forced himself up straight. “Fun? What’s fun about it? Training is to eliminate weakness! You may not have anything to prove to me, but if I didn’t win you would only mock me! I can see that with the way you look at me…”

Viral was feeling rather stressed out with all this talk about memories and the likes, finding all the things Aito only found amusement in to be embarrassing and distressing. He didn’t want to see himself as something to childish, he needed to have confidence in other areas of his life that were important to him. It was just typical for someone like Aito to talk about childhood embarrassments, he was just lucky nobody else was around to hear them. “Well it probably wasn’t funny to me when I tried! You know how humiliating it feels when you’re being laughed at for a mistake??” While it was hard to understand where the amusement lay in that situation he still had other questions relating to the subject. Slowly rubbing his head he let out a grunt, looking away. “Hmph! Humans are so weak. I don’t understand how they can forget such skills. No wonder your company is rich…”

T’charrl gave a little smile before looking away, rubbing his snout. The most he had was a horn he developed through his metamorphosis, but it wasn’t as if those were uncommon in his race. “I guess so, I mean…I barely know anything about other aliens. I don’t know how different I am, but when I do come to an understanding I realise just how unusual my kind are. People seem disgusted by me, mostly…” T’charrl still felt confused about how he should talk around others and what might be off limits for fear that he might offend someone. Everyone always seemed so concerned or confused whenever he mentioned something about his own kind and that was never a good impression to get from anyone. “You do? Why only the tail? What is its function? They don’t seem to do anything…”