"We'll solve the problem by wearing it down gradually. We know exacty what the issue is, it's PTSD, we're all certain of that much. It's only a matter of finding a solution that leaves us stumped right now. We're going to help by finding a solution that'll help you recover, that's all I can say. There are ways to help it, I know some people who have been through it. We just need to figure out what they did." Kabocha was earnestly frustrated he couldn't do more. The fact he was incapable at anything was a blow to his own ego, and he did suppose that some part of him, however small it may be, sympathized with Viral. They'd seen him prior to this, a proud and strong warrior. He was now a shadow of his former self, and as a Saiyan he could definitely understand the feelings that must bring.

Yumi kept to the side during most of the conversation, still mulling over what exactly PTSD was. It was stress, she understood that much, and that it had to stem from what was done to Viral. Thinking about it that way the answer seemed rather obvious, a small and hopeful smile creeping to her lips. " Viral...? Remember what we talked about? It has to be what happened to you during captivity that's causing this, it's got to be. So..." She stepped forward, trying to snatch up one of her friend's paws whilst looking up to him hopefully. "Well if the thoughts are bothering you so much... Don't think about them?" Yumi wasn't too sure how else to word that, averting her gaze for a moment as she fought for the words. "When something bad comes to mind... Think about something else? Something happier? If you drown out the bad thoughts then they can't bother you, right?"

Takeshi knew he'd be slower, but as soon as Shu went to all fours the rate he was pulling away was a bit surprising. Nonetheless he was determined to catch his brother, pushing himself as quickly as he could. "Am too! Come here you!" It was great, feeling like just two kids having fun again, it had definitely been too long. Racing through the streets as blurs the house was coming up rather quickly now, and Shu was very much in the lead. Groaning at the realization he'd not catch up he slowed a bit, watching as Shu very easily bounded into the yard, coming in a few seconds after the younger boy. Panting slightly from exertion Takeshi smiled to himself, putting his hands on his hips whilst trying to catch his breath. "No fair... You got a head start..." he whined playfully, moving his arms to stretch up over his head. With a breathless chuckle he sniffed at the air, smiling widely at the scent of food coming from the house. "Oh boy...! It smells like they just finished cooking!"