"I know you haven't been, but what you have done have been in sporadic spurts. Some physical exertion here and there isn't going to rebuild much, it has to be a constant, steady output." They needed a schedule and some sort of regiment, which was exactly what Vegeta was trying to establish today. Perhaps they wouldn't go quite as far as he had initially planned, but at least they had something to work with now. Over time too Viral's condition would improve, and as it did he could introduce more and more exercises into their plans. The proposal of having shakes was an idiotic one, and the Beastman had no issues saying as such, though he thought the protein bars to be a decent idea. "No, they won't, but the point of the bars is to just get you to eat again. Once you do that, we can slowly move up to your regular diet," Vegeta explained, heading over to the panels to shut down the system for the day, "And the fear is not stupid, it's a perfectly normal response to a traumatic event. We can overcome that though by slowly reintroducing food however, and that's honestly easier than most of your other troubles to solve." Powering down the gravity fields, Vegeta rubbed at his head a bit in disappointment, reluctant to have to do such a thing. Who knows though, maybe Viral would be willing to continue under normal conditions, exercise was still exercise. 

That girl was a sweet one, and a perfect example of how kind the Uuonians could be. So maybe it was a bit of a generalization to say they were all that nice, as there were certainly some who opposed the rebels, yet one couldn't argue the beneficial relationship they and this planet's residents had. Yet even with that display it sounded like Kiton was not convinced, going as far to completely reject what he had just seen. Hearing Leto open his mouth and inhale to speak, Sasha held up a hand to silence him, giving Kiton a stern glance. "She has been tainted by war, this whole world has. They were just recently attacked too, or did you somehow not notice all the ruined buildings?" she asked in annoyance, crossing her arms and taking a slightly aggressive stance, "The point of what she just did is that even after all they've been through, they still want to help. Sure, it's a toy, it doesn't mean much to you, but it did to her. A child giving away their toy is a big deal for them, and she did it for you without a second thought." She had given him something, however insignificant it may seem, for no reason. She didn't need to do that and yet she had, that was the whole point. "Other people would offer you food, or clothes, a place to stay even if they thought you would need it. They have no reason to since you're a stranger, but they would."

Takeshi really wanted to crush Krom right about now, but he'd settle for just wiping that look off his face. He had agreed to let Shu be trained, not be made a fool of, and he took that way more personally than perhaps Shu himself had. "I can keep my cool if I have to, you'll see. I want to be in the right mind when I knock that smug look off that face of yours," he threatened, taking a stance to get ready. As always he started off by rushing right on in, wanting to more close the gap than anything. Krom blocked his attack without hesitation, no surprise there, but then he wasn't really wanting to land that anyways. "I'll do a hell of a lot more than hit you..." Reaching out he grabbed hold of one of Krom's arms, using his Ki then to push himself forward and try pulling the man off his feet, hoping to throw him down onto the ground. If it worked, he'd attempt to bring down a leg in an axe kick afterwards, hoping to catch him in the gut with it.

"I know how to fight anyways, so I can practice with you if you'll let me," Aito answered politely, smiling as he waved a hand dismissively, "Let's not worry about whether I'm strong or not, this is about you, not me." He was interested in seeing if he could help Shu, and if he could get some insight on the boy's transformation as well. Granted, he didn't want Shu to transform, but perhaps by sparring he could get a feel for how the boy reacted during a fight; if he noticed Shu getting particularly anxious, he may try talking the boy down to keep him in a good state of mind. Helping the young Saiyan boy to his feet, the doctor shrugged to himself in reply to his question, lifting a hand to scratch at his cheek. "Well then that's your style, and that's fine. But maybe I can offer some advice while we practice?" Standing upright, Aito folded one arm behind his back, holding the other out before him at an angle, his legs bending slightly as he took a fairly casual stance. "I want you to try fighting me as you were Krom, and I'll tell you what to do if I think it helps. Does that sound okay to you, Shu?"