Hopefully the rebels didn't mind playing room service too much. They had been told they would be accommodated in any way possible though, so by that logic this wasn't stepping out of bounds, right? Vegeta supposed not, and whether it was or wasn't he'd made the request, they would fulfill it, like it or not. Certain of that, he returned to the Beastman's side and glanced at him thoughtfully, wondering about what exercise they should attempt next. "Well you don't wish to run... Though we should work on your legs some. Let me see... Walking lunges would be a good exercise. A little more strenuous than a regular lunge, targets the cardiovascular system and the majority of your lower body, and fairly easy to pull off. I'll demonstrate, then see if you feel comfortable enough doing them." They should work with the shorter distance in the room as well, no point in trying to cover the entire gym. To the shorter end then, Vegeta pressed his back up against the wall before executing a lunge, standing up afterwards and repeating the motion with the opposite leg, standing up again and going through the process. He continued this until he had reached Viral, standing upright and tidying up his shirt as it had come disheveled. "There, simple yet effective, I already feel a little burn from that. Shall we try making it across once?"

"Well that's true I suppose... But the galaxy has been in chaos a lot over the years, yet it never collapsed. That's because the people with power, most of the people with power, fought to keep it safe. You must know something about them." There were a group of warriors before any of them, fighting to maintain stability and peace in the universe. Legends of them varied from world to world and Leto himself didn't even have any names, yet he idolized that group. It was what he had hoped to become under the Saiyan army, and now even more so in the rebels; a beacon of hope, fighting for all things good and righteous. Clearly Kiton wasn't going to see eye to eye with him just yet, but in time and with some proof maybe he would. There was somewhere they might get proof as well, and that was from the Princes. Kiton had wanted to see them, this would work perfectly! Without any warning, the Yulian scooped up Kiton and began racing back through the city, eager to kindle some sort of spark with this meeting. "Of course we will my friend, I know where they are!" Leto declared with certainty, glancing up as his eyes gleamed brilliantly, "Trust me, I shall get you to them!" Picking up speed to the point that they left a dust trail, Leto continued on towards their location.

So Krom showed him how he usually fought, what about it? He knew it wasn't perfect, but then no one's style of fighting was right? Maybe he lacked the discipline that soldiers did, or the training that most warriors had, yet he could still fight, he had been all along. Now Krom wanted him to fight again, and he probably had to do so with this new way he'd supposedly picked up. So he knew how to counter someone, that didn't make engaging a person any different though. "Fine, but you asked for it..." Taking a stance, Takeshi looked Krom over to see if he had any weaknesses, trying to find a hole in the way he stood. He wasn't trained well enough for this, he couldn't really pick out anything. Figuring to hell with it then he ran right in again, fading in and out as he weaved to the left and right, finally appearing directly in front of Krom and swinging his right leg up, trying to nail the guy in the side. Before it struck though he'd pull it back and try punching the Elite in the gut, hoping he'd be too busy trying to block the kick to compensate for the punch.

"And the changes are getting worse...? Or you're changing because you've transformed so much..." Shu probably wasn't always this hairy, was he? It was hard to say, the two of them had never met up until recently. A little more hair though and Shu would resemble a proper monkey, something that Saiyans never quite did unless they had transformed. "So let me see if I understand properly... You change, often against your will, and you're afraid of that. When you do change you lose control and don't know how to get it back, that frightens you too. On top of that, changing is causing your body to look different, and that fact as well makes you uneasy. Couple all of that with your fear of being held by someone, and you've certainly got a list of problems to sort..." Aito mused, frowning as he rubbed at his chin, "A list... But not incurable. Learning to cope with an Oozaru transformation isn't the hardest thing to accomplish, I had to learn with mine, and the same practice should work. Your body becoming hairier is likely due to hormones, er... Your body produces these things that make your body grow hair, or build more muscle, things like that. Does that sound right to you?" If that was his case, anxiety and hormones, then treatment was actually quite easily done.