That didn't make sense to Yumi at all, and apparently it didn't make sense to Krom either. They knew now that Viral had a special means of fighting those monsters but there was no way they could have known that beforehand... Right? The way it sounded though everything traced back to Yamate, maybe he knew even more than he was letting on, even to the likes of Krom. That was worrisome, just how much did that man know about what was truly going on? "It's not fair for you to assume things about Aito, just like its not fair we assume things of you," she said calmly, trying to be a voice of reason among the tidal wave of testosterone going on, "Either way that's behind us, we should focus on making it right now," she added as she glanced back at the doctor, "And not attacking each other for things we can't fix in the past." It was strange, speaking to Aito in such a way. When she was a child she had nothing but respect for the man, and while she did still she could see he was flawed just as everyone else was. Something about Viral being involved in this no doubt had pushed him to the edge, otherwise she couldn't see him losing it like that.

How was Viral feeling about all of this? He couldn't be too pleased with all of this being shared as it might make him look bad. Not that Yumi thought so, he must have had his reasons for doing it. Hearing too that he'd taken some punishment on Shu's behalf more than absolved him of any guilt there might be in her eyes. "It is not your fault Viral, not at all. You didn't order Kai, Choi and Kabocha to come and kidnap me. You didn't put me through the tests or try to make me fight, none of that is your doing," she reassured, smiling as she reached up and placed a hand on his cheek, "So don't blame yourself for any of it, okay?" He couldn't blame himself, he'd end up going back down into that pit just when he was starting to seem a little better. If Viral felt guilty about her being tested on though, and maybe about others too, there was some way they could fix it. Turning back to Krom she approached him slowly and cleared her throat before pointing to him sternly. "We should at least give those people who were experimented on a chance to decide for themselves, don't you think? If they want to fight then they can fight, but they shouldn't be forced to, none of them should. It doesn't matter how useful they are for others, it matters what they want more than anything."

"Eh... The kind of ball I'm talking about is kind of a drag buddy, you know? Tons of rules, a bunch of idiots trying to score or throw it in a net or something, it's a lot of nonsense and crap we don't need when we play." You could have perfectly good fun without having to use numbers to show who was doing better, even someone as competitive as him thought it was ridiculous. Yet humans seemed almost intoxicated by sports, if their time in the World Tournament was any indication of that. Smiling in amusement as Shu gushed over television Takeshi regarded it with a bit of a dismissive shrug himself, not finding this show to be anything particularly impressive. "Maybe we can get music for our room on the ship, how about that squirt? There's loads of kinds of music too, not just what you're hearing. Maybe there will be something you like even more, you know?"