Viral would rather learn how to tolerate a weakness than to have something that is essentially just holding off the problem, even if the problem was he didn’t have a clue how to tolerate the technology that was used against him. He didn’t want to encourage Vegeta to experiment on him with technology that would probably put him at a much higher risk of being injured if he relied on it too much. “I’ve already told you I don’t want to end up with a utility belt full of stuff and if you had your way with me you’d have all sorts of stuff stuck to me…” He knew there was a lot of problems he had to carry because of what he was, but the solution couldn’t be constant gadgets. He just wanted to be strong without all this constant need for external assistance, even if it probably wasn’t the wisest idea to rely on something that he had to have faith in himself. Groaning at Vegeta’s high self-esteem he simply looked away before being prompted by him that they had arrived at their intended destination, his eyes going to him quickly before to the spot he had chosen. He really wasn’t looking forward to this and simply watched as Vegeta sat down, frowning before he slowly made his way over too and reluctantly sat down by the tree as well. “Okay great…just great”, he grumbled, looking to the tray before sighing, “You know I already feel completely disgusted right now, like my throat is ready to close up and reject this stuff…”

Krom wasn’t going to play around with Takeshi if he asked for him to get serious and he was quite alright with showing him he wasn’t kidding when he held the title. They always thought he was weak just because he had been testing the kids before, even if the youngest had managed to scratch him up pretty bad. Shu was very strong when he was unleashing all his rage, probably too strong for that much anger to be unleashed all at once. He didn’t think Yamate could handle Shu very well considering how quickly he made the kid Takeshi’s problem back on the other planet. “It never mattered. All those stories of pure strength winning are all exaggerated. All the ones that used only their strength all failed in the end! The winners had much stronger forces behind them”. Takeshi certainly did try to rely too much on strength to win and that was always what screwed him up. “Good…heh, you know, maybe you’ll soon realise we’re not all that different like you may think”. 

Laying off the kid for now he eventually looked back to Takeshi when he questioned the Shu problem, finding he was carrying a lot of worry with him about his brother. “Hm, so you do know it’s not normal”, he spoke, folding his arms, “The problem is the longer the truth is held from him, the worse the impact will be when it finally hits him. Maybe he’ll come to realise it on his own and that will make it easier for you, or he could end up fearing everything about himself and hate you for not telling him. Maybe he’ll figure it out for himself gradually once he realises the reason those scientists of Yamate’s were experimenting on him by trying to desperately gain control of his ability. Imagine that kind of strength under the control of those who wish to see how much destruction they could cause with it…”

Shu let out a squeak, his fists shaking momentarily. “I-I guess so! Takeshi always want to get muscle, so I thought that make you strong”, he spoke before shaking his head, “Very strong and much muscle! Thought Saiyans were like that, yes? Many Saiyans have a lot of muscle! But Shu no need that?” Shu didn’t know what he was supposed to believe, but if some people like Yumi could have no muscle mass and still be considered very strong then maybe there was some truth in it. With shaky hands he was certainly a little nervous, but having Yumi there might help calm him down. Smiling up at Yumi when she pet his head he raised his shoulders a little, squeaking when his stomach was prodded. “Ooh! Make-believe? Pretend? I guess so, just no want it to go bad…” Looking to Aito quickly he gasped when Yumi grabbed his hand, staring at it as he followed her along. He did hope it wasn’t going to be that bad, but with Yumi reassuring him that it was going to be okay he gave a little smile. “Ooh! Yes please! Play and fruit! Yummy food!”