"Maybe you don't have to think of it when you're fighting? Maybe if you focus on just fighting then your thoughts won't have a chance of getting away from you?" These were well intentioned suggestions, but as stated before Yumi knew she had no experience with PTSD. To her though it made sense, replace the bad thoughts with better ones. If Viral wouldn't be open about them every time he got down then it'd be up to him to stave off the stress that was brought on. Giving the Beastman a look she giggled again, leaning over and dropping her head on his shoulder briefly. "Who said I wouldn't want to go sledding again? I sure didn't. But maybe when you're like this, sitting out here by yourself, try thinking about something else other than what may be wrong with you?" Lifting her head Yumi pulled up her knees, wrapping her arms around them. "We had a lot of fun times growing up, the three of us. And we can again, I know that. Maybe not the same way, but there's ton of fun things we can do together. Maybe look forward to that? Instead of being caught in the past think ahead, to training with us and growing strong again. Because you're healing Viral, and you're getting stronger. Soon enough you'll be back to your old self. Isn't that something worth being cheerful about?"

Vegeta had scarcely finished cutting into the beef before Takeshi helped himself, inciting an annoyed sigh out of him. It didn't take Kabocha much longer to begin serving himself, and soon enough the only one without food on their plates at the table were Vegeta and Shu. Giving the younger boy a curious look he began to help himself, pausing as he overheard a question about Yumi. "They're just busy right now Shu, they'll join us later." he stated plainly, taking a seat in his chair. "If you want to eat then do it now, there'll be some for her when she's done, don't worry." She would possibly even forgo the meal altogether if she felt it would benefit the Beastman in some way. With a name for Viral's hidden enemy now there was real hope they might make a breakthrough, though the lack of anyone having training with it was a bit disconcerting. Regardless it was closer than they had been since it all began, that was a fact that couldn't be overlooked. "So you two..." Vegeta mumbled through a mouthful, swallowing and wiping his mouth clean. "Everything is all set? We can go ahead and be done with this?"

Takeshi had been in the middle of eating himself when Vegeta addressed him and Shu. Glancing up from his food wordlessly he blinked a few times before hastily chewing and swallowing what he had. "Ah... Uh, yeah. Everything's taken care of I think. Turns out it was the general the entire time, who knew?" He still pinned the guy as far too dim to run something of this magnitude, but he'd been wrong before. Resting an elbow on the table Takeshi plopped his head onto his hand, skewering a slice of roast and waving it idly. "We're going to go stop by the prince's place after this and let them know what's going on, then we should be all set to go. Good thing too..." he paused again, popping the roast into his mouth, "All that snooping around was getting way too stressful."