After the interruption Takeshi was more than happy to get out of there. So much for having a moment, he thought, sighing as they walked out into the hall. Their mother was still on his mind and he wondered how close they might be getting to seeing her now. Perhaps when they went to confront their father, by some luck he'd tell them where she was. To address a more immediate problem... They needed food! Now that they had finished their games and training it was gradually dawning on the boys that they were hungry, and provided the mess hall was available they could get something to eat. Teasingly telling Shu he couldn't have fruit the older boy was a little surprised he was so open to eating meat. Then again the little guy never seemed to have a distaste for it, he just preferred his apples and pears. "Fine, you can have... Food like prey, whatever that means," Takeshi answered, scratching his head curiously. "And you can have fruit I suppose. I think we can mix them actually, we should try! I bet it'd be yummy." Or it could be disastrous. With everyone else busy right now it was up to them to cook, unless they wanted to let the resident chef use alien ingredients. Hm... Probably best they do it themselves then. "Some grilled fruit, and big steaks, and maybe lots of bread too!"

Yumi hadn't a clue what Choi had in mind for training, he'd refused to tell her. Despite persistence he'd remained completely silent up until now and she was very eager to learn what it might be. The build up that he was creating before revealing it was only adding to her frustration, she was very close to shouting just for him to get on with it. "Out with the secret already Choi, it's killing me not knowing!" With baited breath she waited as he finally disclosed what it was, and upon discovering she blinked a few times. It was a little lackluster, to be honest, and it was something she knew. Not that she ever did it, but she knew of it. Getting a chance to learn how to do it was pretty nice, though she'd expected something a bit more, oh, explosive. "So like... Telepathy right? You can do that?" she asked, looking at the Saiyan surprised. "Wait a minute..." Yumi paused, grabbing Choi by the shirt and pulling him close. Despite being a good bit shorter she glowered up at him like they were on equal ground. "Have you and the others ever talked about us like that? I swear if you're keeping secrets from us I'll kick your butt Choi."

"F-Food...? You need food...?" Haku repeated, blinking owlishly. The snarling made the young Saiyan jump a bit in his spot, worried he might be turned on any second now. Hearing T'charrl speak instead calmed him, even if only just. "Uh... O-Okay! Just wait here!" Looking around in a faint fright for the door he hurried over to it, bursting out of the room and shutting it off behind himself. If the Kaesstrian got out and attacked people it so wasn't his fault, he wanted to make that abundantly clear now. Right, sweet food, food, food.... Where the hell was the mess hall again? Looking down either way of the corridor he frowned, hopping in spot lithely as he tried to wrack his brain. Same floor, and it was off to the... Left! "I-I'll be right back, don't go anywhere!" Haku shouted, yelling through the door. With that he sprinted off, really hoping he could get back in time.

This was all so very fascinating to watch, Viral hadn't changed like this before. Nor had it ever been so slow, they could actually see the individual changes as they were taking place. After setting up the Beastman on an EEG Vegeta went back, asking a few questions almost without stopping for a breath. Obviously Viral wasn't having a good time of things at the moment but this was crucial, and enthralling. "Tingles and jolts... Well that doesn't tell me much..." he remarked, frowning as he became a bit dejected. Viral elaborated a little bit further and apparently wanted to eat him... interesting. Smiling slightly Vegeta nodded his head, giving his chin a thoughtful rubbing. "Hm... So you seem to experience extreme hunger, maybe you need extended sustenance or energy to maintain these forms... And heightened aggression as well... Though that might have been my hitting you, apologies. But I think we need to get you some food, just in case!" Leaving Viral alone wasn't ideal but he was saying he was hungry, best give him what he needed. Going to the door without a word he barely stepped out of the room before that Saiyan kid ran into him. Stumbling and frowning at the child bothered he moved to walk off, freezing in mid-step. "Wait a minute..." Vegeta mumbled, turning around with a smile. "You, kid! We need food for Viral on the double. Meats, as much as you can carry, hurry up and go fetch some." The little kid tried to say something but Vegeta wasn't having any of it, pushing Haku along before going back into the room. "Food is on the way Viral, just sit tight."

As if he didn't have enough to do now Haku had to get that weird Beastman food too. Gah, so was he an errand boy now, was that it? Sheesh, he just couldn't win for losing. After being rushed off by Vegeta he resumed his trip towards the mess hall, not running quite as fast as before. So meats for Viral, fruits and sweets for T'charrl, easy enough. But how much was he supposed to get? If they ate like Saiyans then probably a lot, an armload for each to be safe. Oh but wait, the meats should be cooked shouldn't they? Did they have pre-cooked foods here? Or was he going to have to cook? Dammit, he didn't know how to cook! Flustered Haku cornered on his way to the mess hall and promptly slowed, seeing Takeshi and Shu coming down the other side of the hall. The mess hall was more or less between himself and them now, and they seemed to be going to the same place. Swallowing nervously he began to walk towards them, really not excited about seeing them again. Maybe if he kept quiet they wouldn't say anything...