Takeshi hated to call off training like that, but where so many of them were already hurt it wouldn't do much good to make Kiton even worse. Come to think of it, why hadn't they healed him completely again? There had been some reason for it but he couldn't recall, and now that he thought it over it seemed kind of mean. Maybe when they got back to the ship he could take a quick hop in one of the tanks, shouldn't take much to get him better. Now that they had done a sizable bit of training it only seemed right they eat, and goodness knows Shu didn't need to be told twice to find fruit. Whilst neither of the brothers were overly familiar with Uuonoe they had eaten some fruit their last time here, and so long as they stuck to the same kind they ought to be okay. Starting to move off, Takeshi paused when he realized their group was one short, glancing back at Kiton and waving him along. The comment on being poor confused him, tilting his head before giving it a shake and continuing forward, "Poor has nothing to do with it, hunting is just fun too do," the Saiyan explained, smiling as he glanced over at Shu, "It's how both of us grew up, and we're pretty good at it, aren't we Shu? We can get a ton of food this way, you know, and it's all ours!"

This was clearly going against Viral's wishes, but it was also something the Beastman had to hear. Vegeta had been earnest earlier when he was lamenting what he had done, yet it amounted to little if the man who had suffered as a result didn't hear it as well. His son wanted only to take care of Viral, unfortunately it had just proven to be a bit much considering everything else in his life at the time. After finishing the call, the Beastman wasted very little time in showing his disapproval over what had just been done. "Can you say for absolute certainty that nothing will change? Nothing at all?" Aito asked, frowning as he looked at his son curiously, "If Vegeta came in, groveled before you and explained everything himself, if he begged for forgiveness, that wouldn't change a thing? I can tell you're hurt and confused over what happened, you feel betrayed and don't know where to trust or who to turn to. Furthermore, I would imagine you're feeling skeptical as to the sincerity of our efforts here, or if we're simply doing this out of guilt." Letting out a soft sigh Aito walked away from the bed, looking out through one of the glass walls at the city beyond. Locals were still hard at work it seemed, carrying loads of materials back and forth to repair damaged structures. "When you love something as much as a parent does a child, it is irrevocable. Nothing you say or do will make me care any less for you, and I will work until my body fails me to make you well again. I cannot speak for your brother, but I'm certain he feels similar. You are our family Viral, and we will not abandon you nor allow you to continue to live as though you've nothing left. Until you realize this we will not stop trying, and we will not stop helping you."

"I... Uh... Well I mean most humans can't fly, at least from what I saw," Haku explained, pulling at his fingers uncertainly, "They all had these flying vehicles they used in the cities, none of them flew like we did. There definitely are some who can though with Ki, like Yumi, but I never ran into any of them." Anyone could probably be taught to use Ki, it was whether or not the person was willing he supposed. Even for a Saiyan, a peoples who were known for Ki control, it had been difficult to master it; Haku's grasp on Ki couldn't quite be called mastery though, what he knew was really just the basics. Kicking a small rock away in thought he glanced back up at his friend, offering a smile and nod of his head. "Yeah, I don't get the vibe that you're a bad guy, or anyone here really. I don't know... Sometimes you can just kind of tell what sort of person someone is, and even though I was scared at first I didn't think you were bad," Haku explained, "Uh... Can I really answer that? I mean it's kinda a big question. But if you want my opinion... I think you're not bad for wanting it. You just want to protect your friends, right? And when you're home you want to be a good leader and all, you need strength for that. As long as that's your reason for doing it I can't see any reason why that makes you bad." Chuckling slightly he itched at his nose, feeling awkward that he was giving someone the equivalent of life lessons here. It made sense though, didn't it? Power didn't make a person bad, it was how they used it; Yamate abused his power, making him bad, but if T'charrl didn't do bad things with it then the power itself wouldn't change him at all. At least... Haku didn't think it would.