"Hey, take pride in that! You said you felt physically weak," Vegeta continued on, smirking as he ducked under another strike, "Yet you're bruising me with each blow! That's an enormous improvement, wouldn't you say?" It was further proof that Viral's condition, at least his physical condition, had grown better astronomically. Now all that remained seemed to be the more psychological aspects, something which he wasn't quite as keen to tackle. But with the Beastman's problems becoming lesser by the day now was not the time to back off, they had to persist and finish his treatment. After dropping down to avoid a high punch he swung out both legs and tried kicking Viral away, missing but making his friend fall in the process. Before he could collect himself and get back up however he was set upon, being tackled down and pinned beneath Viral's paws. Well this was a predicament, and while he could break free he was more interested to see how the Beastman might react to this situation. Even so, he had to have a little fun with it. "Viral... This is so sudden," Vegeta joked as he looked away, feigning embarrassment, "What will father say?" Surprise surprise, he had a sense of humor, if somewhat perverse. 

"I imagine father would be taking photos right about now." Well this must be terribly awkward for Vegeta now. Sitting up in a tree with a mug of coffee in hand was Aito, crouched down on one of the limbs. Sipping at his drink casually he tilted his head seeing his son's face turn red, dropping down and sliding his free hand into his pocket. "Sorry to interrupt whatever this is, but I'm not overly keen on my sons eloping," he joked, turning Vegeta into a stammering mess trying to defend his choice of words. Smirking behind the brim of his mug the doctor took another sip, standing over the boys and arching an eyebrow curiously. "I come over to check and find you two like this, I can only hope you were doing some kind of training prior to... Whatever this is," Aito continued, glancing then at Viral, "You seem to be feeling better, I'm glad. If I wasn't here on business then I'd ask for a turn, but I really can't be wasting time playing right now. How're you feeling, by the way? I mean emotionally right now, just off the top of your head?" It was a sudden question and he knew it, but he was curious to see what Viral might say, and more importantly how he'd even respond to such a question. 

Yumi supposed it might be difficult making friends if you'd never had them before, and doubly so keeping them. While they all assumed he was fine by acting friendly with him he might not get that was what friends did. The time they spent together, hanging out and training and exploring the galaxy, those were all normal things for friends to do; exploring the galaxy might not be classified as normal, but it counted for them. "Oh he'll be fine, you know how he is. Chances are he feels bad and he's too embarrassed to face up to it, so he's avoiding that, not you," Yumi said in amusement, "In fact, I bet he'd be happy to hang out with you now that you're out of the hospital. Shu too." They would find out anyways, if she was picking up the right scents that is. He was hungry too? Even better, she was certain she smelled some food, albeit that could be just here in the woods too. Keeping silent on the subject she hummed to herself, eager to surprise T'charrl with this. As they closed in she became more certain that it was indeed their friends, and she'd wager they hadn't noticed anyone approaching just yet. "I think I found some fruit for you to snack on, but that's not all..." Yumi said quietly, glancing back and winking before pointing ahead, spotting the brothers ahead, "Shall we surprise them?"

So clearly Shu's problems were going to take more thought than he'd given it, which was to say very little. After having had his conversation with Krom, Takeshi had decided to come out and talk with Shu with no particular course of action in mind. A silly thing to do? Clearly now it was as he was left without anything to say, leaving Shu upset and himself at a loss. Maybe he could just focus on cheering his sibling up for the time being and look more into helping his problems later. But what might make Shu happy? Playing usually did, but what if they did something he really enjoyed? "Says who? I don't even know what normal people are," Takeshi responded, smirking as he bit off a chunk of meat, "Shu, you gotta realize that 'normal' is different for everyone. For Saiyans it's normal to fight for everything, for Uuonians it's normal to build stuff, and it's probably normal for Leto's people to all be idiots. My point is there's no one who can tell you to be normal, because there is no normal, you know? It's people trying to make you act like them, that's all. And guess what squirt? The way you act is fine, but if you wanna learn to do some other stuff then that's cool too." If the little guy for instance wanted to do stuff like read or write then he could, but not reading or writing was fine too, it was whatever he wanted to do. Takeshi had never really wasted much time on education and for him that was normal, and he was fine with it.

"Wow... That was surprisingly inspired coming from you!" Yumi interjected suddenly, smirking as Takeshi abruptly jumped to his feet, fists raised. Heh, he'd been so busy going on and on that he hadn't noticed her sneak up and crouch beside him, and now he looked awfully silly preparing to fight her. "Look at you all up and at 'em! With that reaction time you could give a dead cat a run for its money!" Grinning when he became embarrassed and sat back down she took a seat as well, glancing over her shoulder to where T'charrl was waiting, waving him in. Hopefully they weren't going to mind his being here too much, she knew they had tried coming out here for some privacy, and yet here she and T'charrl were crashing the party. "Look who I brought with me!"