The fact Viral was willing to do these exercises showed he was willing to work, now it was just a matter of seeing if his body could do it. Muscle atrophy and fatigue would be plaguing him by now, there was a fair chance that he'd tire even from the most mundane of tasks. "Good, I'm glad you realize as much. Whenever you're ready we'll begin." Poised to take off, Vegeta waited patiently for the Beastman to begin the run. Once they began moving he kept pace easily enough, finding they were moving at a relatively slow pace. As he'd worried, it appeared like the simple act of running was proving to take an unusually high toll on Viral; it was maybe a 50 meter run one way, 100 both ways, hardly an extremely demanding exercise. "Slow your pace then, do what feels manageable for you," Vegeta responded, not wanting the Beastman to give up already. "Even walk if that's what you feel you must do. This isn't a timed trial or anything, we're simply moving from one side of the room to the other, it doesn't matter how." If they walked now, they would run later. If they ran now, they would sprint later. Regardless they were going to improve, and however they started now was not an issue.

"Well... If 'random genocide' isn't reason enough to fight, then I don't know what is," Sasha retorted dryly, resisting the urge to snap at Kiton for that. Yes, people killed one another all the time, it was an unfortunate fact of life. But most people didn't systematically kill a whole different group, or conscript entire worlds, or destroy civilizations for getting in their way. The Saiyans took what was awful about people and amplified it a hundred times over, that was why she fought them. And again they were going on about whether the Uuonians were genuinely nice or not. Why was this even a thing? They celebrated whenever rebels came home safely, helped them willingly, helped ANYONE willingly, and took huge risks by doing so with nothing really to gain for themselves. The fact Kiton couldn't see all that for genuine kindness annoyed Sasha, and she was past her point with him. Stopping in her tracks she turned around and stared at the Frost Demon for a moment, then reached out and grabbed hold of his wrist. "Okay, you don't believe me? Fine. I'll just prove it to you!" Tugging him along with Leto following behind, she dragged Kiton over to the nearest group of Uuonians, smiling as they approached. "I'll show you these people are nice yet, just watch."

Without saying anything herself, Sasha was betting on one of the Uuonians to come over and greet them. As she'd hoped one of them did come over, though it was one of the children, not what she had expected. Toddling over to the unusual trio, the young girl immediately recognized Leto and Sasha as rebels, a wide smile crossing her face at noticing that. "Hi mister, hi miss!" she said bubbly, waving as she stood before them, "We're helping rebuild some houses, it's a lot of fun! I get to plant all the pretty flowers!" Her father, an older Uuonian, noticed the group and waved to them cheerfully before returning to his work, helping to put up a frame for a building. Seeing Kiton and not recognizing him, the girl folded her hands behind her back and skipped a bit until she stood before him, tilting her head to the side curiously. "Hi mister, who are you? Are you a friend of theirs?" she asked, and before even getting an answer she smiled again, reaching up and grabbing hold of his free hand, "Nice to meet you mister! Mommy says that we should be nice, even if things are bad right now. So I try to say hi to everyone we see, so everyone is happy!"

"Fright can lead to anger, be careful! You don't want to trigger a change!" Blasted man, he was completely missing the point. Anger was a normal response when faced with fear, to try and threaten whatever danger you faced or overcome it. If Shu were to become angry over being threatened, there was a real chance he might transform. That aside, Takeshi might not transform but there was still a risk of his going berserk, and goodness knows what might happen if that were to pass. The reality was they were dealing with two very volatile children here, and there was no knowing when or if either might be set off. Frowning as Shu was thrown aside like a doll, Aito glanced over to Takeshi and shook his head, making sure the other boy stayed put. If there was real danger to Shu then they would act, but right now this was barely a game for Krom. "Shu, you're sparring, this isn't a fight for your life. If you continue to avoid every little danger, you'll never learn," the doctor called out, loathing to be the one to try and instigate Shu into fighting. "To overcome a fear sometimes you must face it. Prove to Krom that you can handle whatever he's trying to deal to you. Show him you're stronger than he thinks you are." Show all of them that, because right now Shu was equivalent to a toddler hiding under their sheets during a thunderstorm.