Viral knew this was going to be one of his biggest challenges yet, even if it was simple with near enough everyone having to eat eventually. He couldn’t last on solar energy forever, especially when his muscles were so weak and probably looking worse for the wear. He was not certain about his future regarding this and was just as well trying it now and seeing what happened later. If Aito and Vegeta were able to stop him if he got out of hand then that would be good for them, but bad for him. He didn’t want to go mental after eating again and was about ready to give up on his journey to becoming better altogether if this was just going to go so awfully wrong. Staring at the food as Vegeta sliced it up he slowly looked to Vegeta as he spoke, deeply frowning. “If I am unable to get started, just start shoving it in my mouth”, he spoke before he looked away, folding his arms lightly, “I am not sure if I am just going to end up rejecting the food. It’s hard to tell whether the medicine is strong enough to stop me from going mental too. Hmph, who would think something as simple as cooked flesh would be the hardest part of this…”

Krom didn’t think he’d get it through to Takeshi even if he continued to try and force it into his head that strength wasn’t what turned the tide in a battle. There was always going to be different types of strength whether it was speed of intelligence, but Takeshi always seemed to like the thought of getting stronger because that was the best solution. He knew from experience that it was not and even if it took a long time to get it through to Takeshi he would still continue to drill it in every time they trained. It was his goal to get them to fighting standards and do the job the King assigned him to, not much else to it. “Hmm, maybe you will be a good Prince after all. Not soon, but eventually…” 

As he looked away briefly he was soon brought to look back to Takeshi, frowning when he mentioned his brother’s problem again and how he might have to approach it. It was a complicated subject and a rather difficult problem to fix, especially when the kid was so sensitive about it and having all these people around him unable to help him just made it worse. Narrowing his gaze when Takeshi seemed to come to a conclusion he eventually sighed, shrugging lightly. “Well, it’s not normal for Saiyans, but for him it’s normal so there’s no way to cure it, you know? It’s not something you can do, though”, he sighed, scratching his chin, “There’s probably a way to tell him, but to tell him he’s an abnormality is probably not the best way to go about it. What he needs is some control, not chaos that comes with being told he’s a freak. You’ve never had to be told you’re a monster, have you? Even your planet is familiar with Saiyans considering the history our kind have there…”

Shu wasn’t sure if he would ever get some muscle, mainly concerned with looking really out of the ordinary if he ever got it. He was a little Saiyan and to have a little Saiyan with a lot of muscle would probably look fairly weird. The most muscle he probably had was in his tail, seeing how it was a little thicker than some of the Saiyan tails he had seen where they were quite happy to wrap it around themselves and never use it at all. “Ooh! How you beat them…? It sounds scary!” he squeaked, disliking the image he was conjuring from it, “Miss Yumi very strong, yes! If I did that, might end up running away because big scary people…” Being dragged along by Yumi he felt pretty happy over the thought that he would be getting fruit after this, even if he was supposed to be training. He probably wasn’t going to get much use out of training if he could barely land a hit against the one who was supposed to train him, thinking he was probably not cut out for training if that was the case. “Ooh! Yeah! I want fruit and I want cuddle, okay? I feel bad after today. Shu’s not very good at training…”

Shu was feeling a little better about this play therapy now that Yumi was here, feeling he hadn’t spent enough time with her to feel relaxed. He was a little scared that he wasn’t going to be able to get through it, but now that Yumi was here he might be able to feel more relaxed about being near Aito who was still a bit of a stranger to him. Staring at the door as Aito gave a little warning about the state of his room before peaking in as he opened it, tilting a little to the side to see inside. It certainly looked rather busy with a lot of stuff he didn’t really understand, but when he saw the toy chests he bounced on his toes. Smiling happily, he listened to Aito before looking up to Yumi, taking little bounces towards the chests. “Ooh! Ooh! We pick toys! Not seen so many before!"