It was pretty nice, dreaming about what their mom might be like. She had to be a nice lady, she wasn't a Saiyan after all. Sure, Shu and Takeshi were a bit older but it still would be awfully nice to get babied, even if only a little. The older boy almost fantasized over what it would be like to have something like a family dinner, the very notion made him feel all fuzzy inside. Unfortunately his little moment was disrupted when Yumi and Choi showed up, and after becoming immediately self conscious he called them out. As they came in he wore a rather deep blush but tried to play it off, scoffing as Choi grinned at him before getting up himself. "Oh thanks Choi, I can always count on you," Takeshi remarked, unable to help but smile slightly himself. "But yeah, we're done so you two can have at it." His stomach was summoning him to greener, and tastier pastures anyways. Putting a hand on it and giving it a thoughtful pat he motioned for Shu to follow, giving their friends a small wave before leaving the room. "Oooh... What are you in the mood for anyways Shu? We've got tons and tons of food stored this time!" They had taken the precaution of loading up more than enough goods for their trip. Now it would be quite some time until they needed to start eating alien food again, which was nice. "I swear if you say fruit I'm going to tweak your nose."

Yumi wore a wide grin the entire time Takeshi was there, she couldn't help it. It was so adorable and funny hearing them talk about their mother like that, it was nice to see they hadn't forgotten either. Poor kids, they'd been so sidetracked by all of this she wondered when, if ever they'd get to meet her. Once alone with Choi she turned to the Saiyan expectantly, folding her hands behind her back as she did so. "So..." she began, kicking a leg out lazily, "You said you were going to teach me a few things, right? I'm guessing some big, secret Saiyan techniques that will make me a better fighter?" There was a bit of teasing sarcasm in her tone, she wasn't overly expecting a lot. Not that Choi wasn't knowledgeable or a good fighter but the Saiyans seemed to employ pretty much the same thing time and time again. Brute strength was the name of the game, it seemed, very few opponents really used any tactics. Strolling up to him she cocked an eyebrow, her mouth pulling into a teasing smirk as she prodded his chest with a finger. "All you're going to do is prove that us from Earth are better, just saying."

Haku hadn't been sure if he'd actually done anything; Evidently he'd helped T'charrl quite a bit. Seeing the Kaesstrian turn back to normal, whatever that was for him, the Saiyan got a momentary sigh of relief. So he wasn't going to go berserk this time, that was good. For someone who was usually rather ineffective he was actually surprised at his own ability to keep the alien under control. Glancing up to meet T'charrl's gaze as he was thanked all the kid could do was shrug in response, not very used to being thanked. He hadn't really done anything but talk, it didn't really deserve thanks did it? This entire matter just had him awfully confused about things, and even as it seemed to be over his mind was still muddled with questions. "Huh...? Why didn't I run...?" Haku shrugged his shoulders again, finding himself twisting his fingers nervously as he looked at the floor. "W-Well... I don't know really... I just... Didn't..." Maybe he had been too frightened and couldn't, or he was overly confident and didn't feel the need to. Haku didn't know why himself, he'd just stood his ground and done what was asked of him. "Do you... Uh... Need anything...?" Might as well be of use, he was actually getting some conversation here, conversation that didn't involve yelling at him.

"You need to nothing, we have to find out what's happening," Vegeta said firmly, leaving no room for arguments. There was a pause however as he felt something shifting in his grasp, glancing back and watching surprised as Viral's paw changed right before him. Alright, so the process was rather quick, that made this infinitely more difficult. Pulling the Beastman along with a renewed sense of urgency. This was ideal, he could examine what was going on and better draw conclusions about what made it happen. That was all provided of course that they got to the medical ward before it was completed. "I'll drag you if I have to, I won't miss this opportunity." Vegeta didn't mean to come across as blunt, but Viral had to understand the importance of this. Granted it would only be a single form but this would allow them to better gain mastery over it. Being the newer form as well there was some hope that the others might fall into a similar pattern. Not capitalizing on this opportunity would only hurt them both in the long run.

Thanks to the haste at which they moved the pair made it to the medical ward rather quickly. Viral had changed slightly more on the way, but he was still much himself in a way. Vegeta led the Beastman over to a chair, easing him into it before hurriedly getting to work. From one side of the room he brought over a set of monitors and a series of nodes. Attaching the latter to Viral's head more or less without his consent the Saiyan turned on the monitor, nearly bouncing in his spot in a rare show of excitement. If he could just study the brainwave patterns he could draw some conjectures about what was going on and maybe link it to other behaviors or patterns, and from there find out precisely what triggered this change. From there they could apply it and, theoretically at least Viral could transform on will. "Talk to me Viral, I want you to try and describe what's happening right now. We need this to figure out how to control these changes."