"Well then... Consider the alternative? Nothing changes and you remain susceptible to those kinds of attacks. Which realistically speaking everyone has a weakness, and trying to eliminate the weakness often times opens new ones. All I'm saying is that there is a chance to minimize this single one, if you wanted to," Vegeta responded calmly, not exactly moved by Viral's frustration, "If you don't wish to use it then we won't, that's fine. I was just making it known that it's an option." Really it was a theoretical option as things stood anyways, he had yet to develop the technology they would need for it. It was possible of course, much in the same way one could erect a field to nullify most Ki based energies, but nothing like it had ever been created before. Viral would then be using the prototype of a new technology, and that was never exactly something which instilled confidence on the battlefield, test-running a new device. "I wouldn't say I'm [i]always[/i] right... Just most of the time," the Saiyan joked, smiling slightly as he cut across the field in the back of the facility, "In all seriousness though I'm not always right and you know that. I would say I'm more confident than I am correct, certainly more fitting that way I'd think." Just like he was confident Viral would eat today, and confident that the Beastman would begin to recover in earnest now. Now that they had found a suitable location as well, a small alcove tucked away in the shade of some trees, they could try enjoying their meal. "Here we are, this ought to suffice," Vegeta noted, glancing around before nodding and taking a seat at the trunk of a tree, "Care to join me?"

Why was there such a big gap between them? He'd been fighting almost non-stop since leaving the military, he'd trained with Shu plenty often enough, so why? Why was Krom able to knock him around like this? He couldn't follow the guy's movements, his strike did nothing and he was getting absolutely pummeled just by one or two hits. It was humiliating frankly, he was completely unable to do anything against this creep right now. After venting some frustration he climbed back to his feet, feeling awfully dejected as he didn't even look at Krom when spoken to. "Great... So all of that doesn't matter now, that's wonderful," Takeshi grumbled as he rubbed at one of his arms, looking anywhere but at the Elite; it frustrated him quite a lot that Krom was being proven right here and he was in no position to make the man see it otherwise. "Fine, fine, I'll do what you say. If I can't even hit you then I'm screwed fighting other people..." Boy was it unpleasant to admit as much, but that was the truth of the matter wasn't it? When was the last time he had handily beaten someone by himself? Maybe the soldiers back on Kaesstra, but then they were basically primitive by comparison, what pride was there in defeating them? "About Shu... Should we tell him it's normal to change? That every Saiyan goes through it...?" Takeshi asked uncertainly, frowning as he finally looked up at Krom, "I don't want him to be so afraid, but I don't know what to do to help. Should we tell him that?"

"Well... You said Yumi was stronger than you, remember? But she doesn't look very muscular now does she? You don't need a lot of muscles to be strong, it's all about how you use what you have really." Again that notion of control and precision, being able to direct your strength. A physically weaker fighter could win with better training, as all it took was one decisive blow to bring down an opponent. He had seen it happen many times in the World Martial Arts tournament in years past, and even in his own experience of watching June fight. Sheer, raw physical power didn't determine the victor, rarely did it ever nowadays. "Shu, just raw power doesn't guarantee you'll win a fight. I'm not sure how you've been taught, but it's all about the way you fight, and how well you can adapt that makes a good fighter." Aito would have gone on if not for Yumi's sudden appearance, something which notably lifted Shu's spirits. Timing couldn't have been better on her part, he mused with a smile. The fact she wished to come along for the play therapy made it even better.

No complaints on Aito's part, not that she expected any, and Shu seemed more than happy at having her tag along. Having been busy with her own business lately she'd not seen much of the little boy, not nearly as much as she'd like to anyways; any chance to spend time with Shu then was nice, and he seemed to think so too. Smiling kindly as he expressed his worries, she reached out and placed a hand on top of his head to try and comfort him. "It won't be scary, it's really simple. Even I know what play therapy is," she explained, crouching down before playfully prodding Shu on his stomach, "We'll play with toys and make-believe we're doing something, and Aito is going to just watch and see how we play, that's all. No scary machines or hard questions or anything like that." She'd done similar exercises as a child and they had stuck with her, knowing personally how relieving it was to be able to do such an exercise. Springing back up to her feet, Yumi grabbed one of Shu's hands in her own and began pulling him along gently, letting Aito lead the way back to his office. "Maybe after we finish play we can go and get some fruit, how'd you like to do that?"