Viral figured he would be fine after a little while, his body tired but should recover hopefully. He did mention he wasn’t in great shape and it would be pretty stressful on his body to go under gravity training, wondering if he probably would’ve been better training under normal conditions. Finding it oddly difficult to drink water under this gravity he slowly rubbed his chest, staring blankly at the glass as Vegeta talked before his eyes wandered over to him at the mention of doing something different. “Recently? I’ve not been sitting around doing nothing…” He didn’t know how he was going to get through this day if he could barely get through something as simple as running back and forth. It was agonising knowing he was able to do that and more when he was fine, but all because he found it difficult to eat his body had been wasting away and his genes shutting down. Staring at Vegeta as he spoke about shakes he couldn’t help but feel confused and somewhat disgusted, looking back to his water momentarily at the mention of bars instead. “The thought of shakes makes me feel sick and nutrition bars aren’t going to help me long term. I need to get back into eating what I am supposed to eat and have this stupid….fear over food…”

Kiton was trying to figure out this girl, but it was certainly not doing him any good by trying such a thing. He felt like he was trying to figure out a fairly blank slate for ulterior motives. Looking at the stuffed animal he could only wonder why she would give a complete stranger something like this without knowing a thing about him. Looking to her as she spoke he frowned, staring at her before he looked back to the toy. “Fake friends?” Finding that whole statement to be confusing he sighed lightly, staring at the toy before looking up and seeing the girl run off again. Sure it was innocent enough but it didn’t make him feel better about his opinion or ease it.

As Sasha started to get all sarcastic and smug he simply looked up at her, staring as she continued to be proud that she was holding a strong opinion. She must be feeling so good about herself over that kid doing that to him, but he couldn’t say he felt good about it at all. Sure the kid was trying to show him kindness, but it just made him feel rotten inside too. He didn’t have anything like that and it was easy to tell that she had that a lot growing up. Staring at Sasha as she held a pose he gave her a fair glare, glancing to Leto. “All kids act innocent until they’re tainted by war. That’s no secret! What do you even hope to gain by bringing me around these people for them to shove their friends, family and possessions in my face?”

Krom hardly cared for who he was supposed to fight or whether he was doing the right thing by moving onto Takeshi instead of the youngest. All this meant was they weren’t going to risk the kid transforming and them going home with claw marks all over themselves. There was a lot to work on and the more one of them showed some enthusiasm over what was happening the better. Watching Takeshi closely he smirked, finding it rather funny how much he thought he was in control of his head. “Really? That’s rather amusing considering you are the one who loses your temper the most”. Watching as Takeshi went in after him he raised his arms, watching where his energy was going before throwing up a block to keep Takeshi at bay. It was always the same with Takeshi, trying to use that trick to outsmart his opponent. “Heh, at least you could hit me, but I guess I shouldn’t be surprised…”

Shu didn’t think this was a good idea for him anyway, he was sure he was just wasting people’s time by being here. He had dropped a lot from when he first found Takeshi, going from equals to too weak for training. Feeling pretty sorry for himself and completely confidence stripped he frowned when Aito mentioned his name, looking to him quickly before away again. “Practice with you…? Ooh, are you strong too…?” Shu didn’t know if he wanted to try with Aito, he didn’t know how he would treat him or if he was just feeling sorry for him being so bad at fighting. While he was not at all sure about Aito’s motives he looked to his hand when it came into view, staring at it before taking it calmly, slowly standing up with his help. Staring up at him as he spoke he frowned at first before sighing quietly, quickly nodding. “O-Okay. I don’t know how to fight any other way, though. It’s just not a good way, I guess…”