"We should keep working, not eating." Takeshi chastised gently, giving his brother a small wag of the finger. When his own stomach growled though the Saiyan smiled sheepishly, putting a hand on it and flushing a little. "Well... Maybe we could make a break for some lunch. We can walk and eat probably." Not having eaten since this morning himself it was probably due time for a meal, though that brought up a small dilemma. Stuffing his hands into his pockets he frowned feeling nothing in there. "I've got no money though... I spent it all on that staff of yours. And we don't have any meat left over from dinner, or fruit from breakfast..." Looking between himself and Shu they likely didn't have a single thing they could sell between the two of them either. Unless they went back into the forests they wouldn't be eating, at least not if they were going to spend money. "We could always... Steal some food? Or see if someone in the military will help."

Eating was out of the question unfortunately, but there was still more they could do. It might take a little longer to convince him to eat, especially if he couldn't touch something as simple as fruit. At the suggestion of their cooking together Yumi thought she might get a little lucky, figuring that it'd be a little different anyways. Instead he seemed terribly reluctant even for that, which told her that it was a poor idea. "Okay... We won't cook then!" she said, smiling a little as she released Viral's hand. "How about instead you decide what we do? We could have fun, you know? Just like we used to?" Yumi liked to think she was doing a decent job of hiding it, but she was desperate to stay with the Beastman. Leaving him alone in her mind was the worst thing possible to do. Plus, now that he knew he was able to talk freely maybe he would eventually relax and talk to her. "Whatever you want to do, let's do it. Want to train? Or maybe just go out? Whatever makes you happy."