Even with having something relative to a schedule now, Viral was still hard pressed to be optimistic. One couldn't fault him for that, it had been ages since he'd been healthy, and the concept of recovery seemed foreign even now. It was the hope of Aito then that once recognizable changes were made, and his condition did improve, that the Beastman would perk up somewhat. It would be a week's time before there was any sharp or great strides, but he should still expect gradual improvements over the coming days. "Look at it this way though: you have exponential growth potential, you can strengthen yourself perhaps faster than even a Saiyan, when given the proper training. So yes, the first few days of training will be dedicated to restoring previous strength, that cannot be avoided," the doctor began, smiling as he leaned over and gave Viral a small pat on the back, "After that however, the sky is literally the limit. We can hasten your training given your physical well-being, and we can have you as a high class warrior in no time. Don't be so disheartened, what you may think of as a long period of recovery really is miraculously quick, and restoring your strength? Just as fast, perhaps even quicker given the resources we have here. Given the chance to collaborate with the Uuonians, we've been able to hasten this process quite a lot, and there may yet still be more we can do." Aito was quite excited at this entire process, if the enthusiasm didn't come through in his tone already. Viral would recover, that was no longer an uncertainty, they had the means and methods to do so, all in place. Even the time needed was beginning to dwindle, and within days they may have it down to a science. If nothing disrupted them, Viral would be well again before he knew it. 

"Oh? Well that was very nice of them. They did a very good job too, since it seems like you weren't there for long," June replied, "Really, just you understanding the language means a lot. If you didn't know the language, even the basics, then how could you ever learn to read or write? The way I see it, you're already prepared to learn, you just need the chance to." She hoped to build Shu up a little by telling him this, and it was more or less the truth. It was somewhat similar to when Vegeta was growing up, how he learned to speak on basic terms before anything else. Even the most intelligent had to get a grasp of the language before moving on to other ideas, and Shu looked to have that down. Folding her hands at her back, June looked ahead as they walked side by side, looking forward to sitting in on the lesson. "I don't know either of you that well, but you know what? The way I see it, everything has a reason for happening. You left early to meet your brother, even if you didn't know it. And now? Everyone's together again, and everyone's going to become stronger for it. Maybe the road here wasn't as smooth as we wanted it to be, but things will only get better from here on out. Funny how the world works sometimes, isn't it?" The good and the bad, things happened for some reason or another, that's how life seemed to unfold. June had been assigned to Volkov to meet Aito, she had borne Vegeta to have him watch over Capsule Corporation after Aito and her deaths, and they met now once again to help them along. Was it always easy? Not at all, but things had gone well even after all the negatives.

Takeshi had never put much stock into that, the whole 'everything happens for a reason' business. Far as he was concerned things happened because of what they did, or didn't do. He'd done plenty of bad things, and he'd not done a ton of things he should have done, it seemed pretty obvious for him. June was probably into that whole 'fate' stuff too, which just seemed like a bunch of crazy business. "Hm... Meant to happen? If you say so," the Prince murmured, smirking amused as he glanced sidelong at June, "Whoever's running that then deserves a kick in the ass, because they've been dealing us a really lousy hand lately." So was she saying that things were meant to be bad, then get better? Okay, he'd buy into that a bit, it was nice to think that things would improve after they got lousy. Only problem for their group? Things had gotten bad, then worse, and worse, and it was still hard to see it getting better this very moment. It was just another lull in the fighting, everyone was back in the hospital and the war was still going on, nothing really had changed. Letting out a sigh, Takeshi shook his head and glanced back at Shu, smiling slightly as he did so. "All I know is we both chose to go to the tournament that day, and we met each other because of that. Then this little guy followed me around until I accepted him as a little brother, and now I'd do anything for him. Sounds more like choice to me, but whatever, maybe it was meant to happen too."

Sasha wasn't wholly sure how to fight Kiton just yet, barely having witnessed him in combat and never having fought a Frost Demon before. He was likely stronger than her, that was a given, even while he was injured. That tail of his too would be problematic, she had to be quick and mindful of every movement to avoid getting hit or grabbed by that. So long as she kept light on her feet then she should be fine, maybe she could wrestle him down into submission without having to strike him at all. "I'll take you to eat either way, don't you worry about that," she replied, smiling as she took a stance as well, "I'll just get to brag how I beat a Frost Demon along the way." Making the first move she hurried in for a straight and simple jab, just trying to size up her opponent. No surprise that he sidestepped it easily, and then came in at her side with a chop aimed just below her ribs. Smirking, Sasha leaned back and ended up leaning over completely, her hands falling flat on the floor as she ducked under the chop, her body bent in an 'n' shape. Kicking up with her legs then she tried to land a kick on Kiton on the way up, flipping over and landing back on her feet, coming back in with a chop of her own aimed at his side, mimicking his own attack. 

Korian couldn't really offer any suggestions for weaponry, he barely knew how the concept of electromagnetism worked. He was more a fighter, not a scientist, he'd leave the development of such things to people who were made to do just that. Trying to even come up with something plausible only left him flustered and embarrassed, looking like a total buffoon in front of Sayomi. "I'm sure someone can be capable of developing what we need, don't you think? Look at all the great minds we have, it's only sensible that at least one person will have a breakthrough," the rebel leader mused aloud, "Or at the very least, everyone thinking together will come up with something. I'll accept that, at current, Viral is the only one of us who can actually kill these beasts for good. I refuse to believe however that we're incapable of developing something to help that." There had to be some way, the only limit was their own ingenuity, and Uuonians had that in droves. Pausing briefly as a secured point in the facility was opened up for them, Korian stepped through and into the public domain, stopping a short ways in and letting out a long winded sigh. "Even so... This changes everything. Calling back the troops, explaining it all, it's not going to be easy or fun. I don't suppose we've anyone in charge of public relations, do we? I think we're going to need them..."