Takeshi had only been struck a few times and already he ached like he'd been training all day. He'd expected Viral to be stronger now that he was getting better but this was a bit ridiculous! Goes to show he ought not be relaxing and letting his guard down, otherwise he'd be black and blue by the time this was over. Taking a moment to gather himself he finally got back to his feet, trying to call off the match and move on; this was everyone's day off, he had no desire to spend their day off limping about and needing bags of ice for his injuries. Figuring maybe Viral would respect that wish he deflated slightly when denied, trying to keep his fist out as a show of camaraderie. "You proved you got your strength back, let's go do something else, huh? Maybe we can do this again later, what do you say?"

Jeez, a simple no would have sufficed! Takeshi hadn't been expecting anything from Viral other than maybe a grumpy dismissal, that would be normal for the guy. When his arm was grabbed all he did was flail comically and end up being flipped helplessly, landing on his back with a thud and coughing. "Ouch! I'm not blowing you off, I didn't want to spend today all beat up!" he shot back, sitting up and rubbing at his back before climbing to his feet, "But fine, if you're so determined to fight then we'll fight. I guess it's nothing a hot bath won't fix." He couldn't say he hated the idea of fighting with Viral more, and the fact that his friend was able to really deal some damage made this interesting. Grinning as he lowered himself into a stance once more Takeshi slowly began shifting his feet, circling the Beastman as he tried to decide how to approach this. Figuring to hell with it he ran right at him, throwing a right jab and then following with a left uppercut, and if both of those missed he'd bring up his right leg and kick out at Viral's stomach.