Takeshi wasn't sure whether to be excited about returning home or reluctant now. Being faced with the arduous process that would be reclaiming his home didn't at all sound appealing. Maybe they would just sort of ignore it for the time being, he'd get to it eventually. Shu on the other hand sounded quite ready to see the house again, by his words he had rather liked the place. It was a tiny little home in the middle of nowhere, yet that was enough to endear the younger Saiyan apparently. "Really...? You thought it was nice?" the older boy chimed, smiling contently. He wasn't exactly living in a mansion and it's decorating was sparse if non-existant at best, He'd always liked it, but no one had ever complimented the place before. Then again until Shu he hadn't had anyone over before either. Part way into taking another bite Takeshi instead stopped, looking over at Shu in disbelief. "Bills...? It's money you pay to keep your house Shu, it's not a person..." he answered, smiling amused. "Well... There is [i]a[/i] Bills, but he's not really a person... And he's not someone I'd be paying money to. I doubt that would do a lot..." With his mind wandering away to Gohan's book Takeshi went back to eating, randomly pouring over passages in his mind now. "We're not going to kill you if you change Viral, we don't care how many times it might happen." Yumi answered quickly, shooting Vegeta a quick glare before looking back at Viral. Her expression softened some as she leaned forward again, placing her hands on the table as she did so. It was hard to seem cheerful when he was so down on himself, he was coming across as utterly dejected and defeated right now. It was lost on her as to how food could make someone feel like that, she didn't get the aversion. Well, she did, she knew where it came from, but it still seemed alien. "I won't force feed you, and you're not a pet. You're a person and our friend and we just want to help you." Tabbing the plate with a finger she smiled again, cocking her head to the side slightly. "I can feed you if you want to close your eyes, then you won't know it's coming. It'll be a small piece, just enough for you to taste it. If you like the taste then maybe you'll eat it? If not... Well, at least we can say you tried!" If he thought the fish was even half as tasty as she had then he was bound to eat some, she was confident of that much. Vegeta hadn't meant to make Viral feel so bad about things, he figured facts would help put things in perspective. All it had served to do was further upset Viral, and piss off Yumi. Letting the latter speak for a moment he stepped back from his position, inclined to agree with her plan instead. Maybe he would respond to some gentle encouragement better, given his sensitive mental state. "Worst case scenario you don't like it and we don't try again for a while, best case you end up liking it and get some food. There's nothing to lose here by trying," he offered hopefully, smiling. "It just has to be a little bit Viral, that's all."