Takeshi almost wanted to ask just what had gone on while in captivity, but even Shu's basic recounting told him it was better left unsaid. He'd never known it had quite been that bad, for his brother or Viral. Constant torture... It was no wonder the Beastman was the way he was now. That made the Saiyan feel pretty bad for being so impatient with his problems, especially now that he had a better idea of just how severe they might be. "You're never going back to that place, not as a prisoner anyways," Takeshi said gently, smiling as he gave a half-hearted hug to Shu. For a moment he just went back to nursing his meal, nibbling at hit slowly while he watched people walk by the mouth of the alley. Some looked their way, but most went on without a care in the world. It was odd, but in a way he kind of liked this, being out away from the world in a way. "Now... I figure we go talk to some of the politicians or some of these "benefactors" of the General's, see what they know. Want to come along, or do you want to go home while I do it?"

Yumi was abashed to have landed on her bottom like that, feeling moderately foolish for tripping herself up. Smiling sheepishly she got back to her feet, dusting herself off and giving Viral a hard look. "Oh come on, I can take a hit you know." she replied, wiping her cheek and taking a stance again. "If I'm going to be hitting you then you're going to hit me, that's how it works. So no apologizing, okay? Let's just spar and have fun with it." With emphasis on the "fun" part Yumi gave a soft snarl, her ears folding back as she got down on all fours, dashing at Viral in such a manner. It was easier to move like this more than ever, and while still unusual for her she did enjoy it. When she got close enough she straightened up, rather than going for a strike trying to essentially 'glomp' Viral, giggling as she threw herself at him. "Come here and give me a hug Viral!"