Aito wasn't playing for the rebels, but he sure was trying to back Krom into a corner with how he was speaking. It wasn't to paint the man in a bad light however, as he was more seeking to agitate the man and get information out through a slip-up of frustration. Sadly it didn't appear as though the Elite was going to lose his cool, a notable feat for a normally hotblooded peoples. "No, I suppose the Saiyans aren't facing extinction. But then again, if this threat comes to and we've not the forces to combat it..." He let that thought sit, not feeling the need to finish it. If the people of the universe couldn't come together and cooperate then everything that had been done by either side may be for naught, and everyone would be worse for it. It was a fine mess these two parties had made, and now he had a feeling it might fall to them to clean it up. "They are children, not warriors. I understand we're all Saiyan by heritage, but the culture in which they were raised promotes a different idea. May it some day come down to them for the sake of the universe? Maybe, who can say? But we should not be robbing them of living life as they please just so we may secure our own lives and futures. If they choose to train then they do so of their own volition, that must be made clear. Children forced into doing things often do so halfheartedly, and given how much weight you're putting into them, I should think we'd only want their utmost effort." Ah yes, Aito had most certainly heard of Korian's treatment of his son, a fact that was going to need to be discussed when he finally did meet the man. He was done with Krom at this point anyways, leaving the man to go and check in on everyone who had fought with him and the King.

"Your brother will come back, or at least he'd better. He still has a few checkups he has to go through, and he really should apologize to the nurse he threatened..." the woman mumbled, looking at Shu sadly when he sounded a bit dismissive about how he'd ended up in such state. It was probably traumatic whatever it was, so she couldn't exactly make him share it. Hoping to try and give the little Saiyan something to ease his pains, the nurse was confused when Yumi came into the room, expecting her to be resting as well. These children... Did anyone actually rest and try to recover like they were told?

It was painful seeing Shu so upset like this, particularly knowing that it was mostly due to his own actions too. Yumi couldn't help but feel the smallest twinge of disdain towards Takeshi right now for having run off earlier, having seen him pass by her room prior to her coming over herself. For a brother who claimed to care an awful lot he was missing at an important time, kind of flew in the face of everything he said he stood for. Taking a seat at Shu's side she placed an arm around him, holding the child to her side as she gently stroked his hair with her other hand. "You didn't do anything bad, your father and Krom did. Everyone's okay now anyways, you didn't really hurt anybody," Yumi said gently, smiling as she playfully tried to boop Shu on the nose with a finger, "Come on now, where's my usually peppy little friend? All of our friends are healthy and going to recover, there's nothing to be upset about. And besides... If you don't cheer up," she added, attempting to tickle at Shu's stomach, "I'll tickle you until you do!"

Seemed like Viral was missing the point with that story, how people often experienced troubles and then rose above them. Maybe in his current state of mind it was hard to see things that way or appreciate it as such, that he could get, he just wished his brother was a bit more receptive to positivity. Reminiscing probably wasn't going to help him any, best to try another approach then; what if they could keep Viral busy enough to distract him from his problems? Ideally if they could help him keep his mind off of things long enough then his mood may improve, or at the very least they could develop proper treatment until then. It couldn't be anything too strenuous, maybe just something akin to volunteering then. "Yes, I think a little bit of light labor would be good for you. Something to keep you busy and your mind off things, and you can get out of this place for a while and get some sun," Vegeta responded, smiling as he crossed his arms, "I'll help you with whatever they ask of you, since I'm sure there's plenty of work that needs to be done still. We won't undertake any really intensive tasks until you're feeling well again, but in the meantime I'm positive we can get something. So what do you say, are you in?"