"How could I get statistics? Hm... Conjecture, running models, using accounts Vegeta took, various ways. I know what the treatments should produce, I know to a fairly certain degree your previous level of strength, so by using those data sets I can reasonably draw a conclusion on how you should progress after recovering." Aito explained, taking pause as he thought over what he said before chuckling, "Er... Putting it simply, I know how you used to be, and I know what our treatments should do, so I'm drawing my estimates based off of those." Everything was, at this point, an estimate. Without a hard, numerical value to attribute to Viral, there was no telling just how strong he truly was at any given point. The day of 'power levels' was long gone, as science had shown there was no accurate way to gauge these, and objects like scouters had largely been done away with. Now, if one sported one, it seemed more for communications than anything. Opting to give Viral a little space again, Aito moved a meter or so away before sitting down cross-legged, placing his hands on his knees as he let out a yawn. "Enough of that though, we can discuss treatment any time. Let's try resting again, hm?"

June's view on life didn't exactly gel with Takeshi, but he wasn't going to argue with her over it. If that's how she got through life, thinking everything had a reason, then fine, that was her thing. He much more preferred thinking that whether good or bad things all happened from what you did, not because of something as weird as fate or whatever. It wasn't fate he decided to be nice to Shu after a while, and it wasn't fate that made them close now. Exchanging a smile with the younger boy he perked up a bit, glad that Shu was able to be happy again. "Hey... Watch the cuddling squirt, you're making me embarrassed," Takeshi quipped, his cheeks flushing as he broke into a bashful grin, "I'm the same way though, I never knew what even having a friend was like until I met you, so imagine how I feel. I got a brother and a friend on the same day." This was way more emotional and feely then he was used to, and while it felt nice he couldn't help but feel self-aware of how gushy he was being. Glancing over at June his face reddened further when he saw her smiling at them dotingly, huffing and looking ahead, picking up the pace as they walked through the gates to the hospital. "Where are T'charrl and Vegeta anyways? They in T'charrl's room?"

"I would imagine so, I don't think your friend was running around earlier now was he?" June retorted, suppressing a laugh at egging on Takeshi. It was a little immature to push his buttons like that, but it was always fun to mess with the tough guy of the group. "Yes, they're in T'charrl's room, they should still be in fact. I just hope we're not interrupting any lessons by going in." She couldn't imagine anything they were going over being private, and she was positive Vegeta wouldn't mind teaching Shu in tandem with their alien friend. Waving to the staff as they walked through the lobby, June ushered the brothers into the elevator, wanting to be quick as opposed to taking the stairs. Fitting into the space with them she pressed the button for just the next floor up, the ride taking a very brief few seconds. Curiously, she noticed that Takeshi seemed to hold Shu closer during the lift and appeared to be talking to him to keep him calm, though she didn't get why. When the doors opened they were quick to step out too, and she followed after them with a puzzled look on her face.

"Good sport? You're the stronger one here, aren't you? Shouldn't you be the good sport and go easy on me?" Sasha joked, smirking as she deftly avoided Kiton's chop by leaning back. Most people simply jumped or dashed away, it was generally the best way to dodge attacks. When you could do what she could however, it was just as easy to twist and turn to escape being struck. Missing her kick as she flipped back up, she landed back on her feet with ease and smiled amused when the Frost Demon complained about her movements. "Of course it's fighting, it's just not a way you're used to." Coming back in with a chop of her own she missed by a fair amount, having to lean back and to the left to avoid a fist coming down on her. Spotting the leg coming out at her she reached out, placing her hand on the limb and jumping up, using Kiton's leg as a springboard as she sailed over him, landing on her toes behind him before quickly spinning on just her left foot, pulling her leg in before trying to kick him away in the small of his back.