Hm, was Viral angry that he was just sitting here? Vegeta had worked alongside the Beastman before, now he just didn't see a reason to continue doing so. Clearly however that was not in agreement, perhaps he should be exercising alongside Viral now. The grumbling suggested he should do as much, so to help that he stretched out his legs, placing his arms across his chest as he prepared to do a few crunches. "If that happens again then we will find another means of feeding you. It shouldn't though," Vegeta explained as he began his workout, trying to not go too fast, "Your body should be relatively stable even if not healed, so random transformations ought to be an issue of the past now." Ought was the key word there, just because he could claim so with relative certainty didn't mean there was a 0% chance of such a thing occurring. "Tell me... Of your favorite dishes, which would you like? I figure we'll begin with something you really enjoyed, perhaps that will make eating easier," he mused aloud as he continued with his crunches, "I'm sure we'll have the ingredients to make it, or something similar."

"A wondrous man? Why, it's the pinnacle of greatness! A wondrous man is a man that excels in everything he tries! A wondrous man is kind yet strong, understanding yet fierce to his enemies, he has the greatest capacity for both power and for pacifism, THAT is a wondrous man! To know how and when to fight, to defend what's right and support others, there is no greater goal for a man to seek!" At least not in a Yulian's perspective. Glory, strength, the betterment of your fellow man, these were all qualities that the greats of his people shared. Perhaps Kiton's people didn't aspire to the same levels, but Leto couldn't see the alien being any worse off for trying. "It is, it's an enormous reputation! But that just means you'll be all the better once you do revoke it!" the Yulian declared, his eyes twinkling brilliantly as he pointed towards the sky, "You can achieve heights never known to your fellows, and redeem any past misdeeds that haunt you! Anything is possible if you put in the effort, my friend!" And what better place to seek to rise above troubles than this peak? Overlooking the lake, it was a serene sight and as far from the troubles as one might get. Leto had found many vistas like this on Uuonoe, places he loved to go to think and just take in the sights, maybe Kiton could appreciate it the same way. "If you don't wish to fight then do not join us, that's your decision to make," the Yulian said, nodding as he folded his arms, "But you should try to make friends with someone, especially someone with a good name. If you want to shed the animosity and hatred of your people's past, surround yourself with people that will make you look better, not criminals."

"Tch... You'd be afraid if you had to fight him..." He had never even seen his father's true power, yet he was the one person he'd ever met who Takeshi absolutely did not wish to fight. Sure, they talked about taking down the king a lot, but talking and doing were two totally separate things. It was easy to say they would, but was it even possible for them? So this jerk wanted him to try and be more calm, fine. Admittedly it was easy to get overly aggressive and furious for him, that's just who he was as a person; he could dial it back though, especially if it meant showing up Krom. "Just bring it on, quit talking and get to the fighting." Watching the Elite for movements, Takeshi was slightly annoyed when he made an obvious attack, thinking for a second he was trying to patronize him. No doubt about that actually, that was exactly the way he usually fought. Letting Krom come to him, the Prince raised an arm and knocked aside the first punch, leaning back to avoid the second. The third and forth he simply leaned to either side to evade, and the fifth he deflected by hitting Krom's arm away with his palm. Figuring he should probably try to retaliate at some point, Takeshi knocked the sixth away in a similar manner before immediately spinning on his heel, trying to slam his fist and forearm into Krom's chest and knock him away.

Shu was such a nervous child, was he afraid of being reprimanded? Or even touched? He seemed to hate being grabbed, suggesting there had been something in the past to instill a fear in him. Maybe if he could figure out precisely what said fear was he could help control it, or at the very least subdue it so it wasn't so debilitating. "What are those bad things, Shu? Anything you want to talk about?" Aito asked, smiling kindly as he lowered himself into a sitting position, "We can train in a bit, how about we talk now? Whatever is on your mind now, feel free to share it with me. I'm a doctor, perhaps I can help you?" If he couldn't Vegeta may be able to, or one of the many doctors here on Uuonoe. Before any of that could be done however they needed to know what the problem was, and only then could they consider treating it. Gesturing for Shu to be seated as well, Aito reached into the pocket of his shirt and pulled out a toothpick, sticking it between his teeth and rolling it a bit habitually. "Don't worry about being judged or told you're wrong or bad, that's not what I'll be doing. I can help you if there's something you need help with, but only if you tell me what that is, okay?"