"Good, because if you tell anyone..." Takeshi warned, narrowing his eyes and trying to act serious. Not able to keep up his front he smirked, sticking his tongue out playfully at Shu, "If you tell I won't buy you any more smoothies for a whole month, so you had better keep it a secret!" Heh, bribery at its finest, Shu loved those smoothies. He did too, but not nearly as much as this fruit-maniac did, that kid treated each one like a Christmas gift almost. Discussing their mother wasn't something the two of them did a whole lot anymore, and for a while Takeshi almost considered it taboo. Now that she was the topic of conversation though he was more than happy to talk about her, or as the case might be reassure Shu about her. "Even if we are different she's our mom, she'll love us either way, no matter what we look like," he said, nodding with certainty. Getting an almost dreamy look on his face the older boy smiled, looking at the floor as he twisted his fingers together in an unusual, sheepish behavior for him. "Just think... She'll get to hug us and stuff... And make us food, and play games with us. And she can probably tell us all sorts of stories and stuff too..." Takeshi quickly cut himself off, his face turning red as he looked at Shu again, promptly pressing a finger to his lips as he looked at the doors. "What the hell, how long have you been there?" he shouted annoyed.

Oops, looks like they were caught! Smiling mischievously at Choi the female fighter pressed the button to open the doors, poking her head in with a smile. "Hi there boys, hope we're not interrupting!" Yumi said cheerfully, totally ignoring the glare Takeshi was giving her. Stepping into the room she folded her hands behind her back, the smile lingering on her lips. They had really only just gotten there, and heard the very tail end of what was being discussed. Honestly she thought it was cute they were talking about their mom, they never did seem to anymore. "We only just got here, we figured we'd come down to train," she added, gesturing to Choi. "Are you two finished with this room yet? There's not really anywhere else for us to go and I'm itching to get some practice in." 

Haku was near the point of panic already, and seeing a new protrusion suddenly spike out from T'charrl didn't help. Staring wide eyed as all of this took place he nodded his head hastily at the alien's demand. "Uh... O-Okay, but what do I talk about?!" he stammered, utterly lost. Another pained noise from the Kaesstrian and he guessed it really didn't matter, so long as he kept on talking. Damn it, he didn't exactly enjoy speaking a whole lot, unless he was playing or taunting an opponent. "Uh... Well... I can talk about m-myself? Is that okay...?" Again, probably didn't need to run it by T'charrl, anything would do. Sighing softly he nodded his head to himself, taking one precautionary step back for good measure. "Well... My f-father is a high ranking soldier... Uh... And he's k-kind of strong, stronger than me. I don't know my mother at all, but I've seen her before. I uh... Was supposed to train in the palace, but I wasn't good enough, s-so I trained with the regular troops. A-And they didn't like me much either, they said I t-tried to hard and made e-everyone look bad..." Wait, he was asked only to talk, so why the hell was he sharing his life story? Haku frowned as he looked back up at T'charrl, cringing slightly seeing his appearance. Boy that had to be painful. "Did that help...?"

What a bother, having to set the mess hall back themselves. Vegeta didn't exactly like making others do his work but he really wouldn't mind some employees right now to do this for him. Dragging another table across the floor he passed a look to Viral, wondering if he ought to check on his condition just in case. Probably not a bad idea, better to be safe than sorry. Motioning the Beastman over he moved to just simply examine for bumps, instead watching curiously as Viral began to act odd. The moment his hands left his head and the ears appeared alarms began to go off in Vegeta's head. The paws changing was only further evidence that, by some slim chance they had actually succeeded. This was incredible! It could be, if only he knew what in the hell they did to cause this. "Viral, you're changing!" he said obviously, a bit caught up in the moment. Remedying that stupid statement quickly he grabbed one of Viral's newly formed paws, trying to drag him along out of the room. "To hell with fixing this place, we've got to get you to the medical ward! I need to examine you!" If they could study him in the process, say EGM waves and the actual physical manifestations itself then just perhaps he could discover what was causing this.