"Shu... What are you going to hunt on a ship? Bugs...?" Immediately realizing what he'd said Takeshi gave Shu a dirty look, not wanting his brother to reply to that. Of course he would eat a bug, the little guy was weird like that. Squirming a little bit in his spot he glanced through the glass pane of the stove, watching the food impatiently. Maybe they could just barely cook it, maybe just rare if most. Patience wasn't a virtue he had when his stomach was demanding food, no way was he going to wait on food. "And you won't die if you don't eat today. You'd have to go a LOT longer without it for that to happen, and Yumi would probably force feed you before it ever got remotely close to that." Smiling in slight amusement Takeshi reached over, ruffling his brother's hair before handing over a leftover orange for him. "I guess that's how it works, yeah. Though it's a little tough to see it from here," he remarked, leaning over and peering through the slightly tinted window. "Hm... The thing that really stinks is we can't smell it, so I have no idea how it's going to turn out."

Leaving the confines of the medical bay would be the true test of how much Viral was in control. It was one thing to maintain himself in a room with only one other person, it was high time to see if he could handle the others. There were a few in particular he could imagine there being some difficulty with, it was best to test them last then. Expecting Viral to move on all fours Vegeta watched silently instead as he got up on his hind legs, trying to walk as though nothing had changed. Understandably the Beastman was unsteady, though he did manage to make it to the door and outside. Before joining his friend the Saiyan moved the remainder of the meats into a shallow pan and into a freezer meant for medicines, which was empty right now. Washing his hands methodically at the sink he hurried outside, glancing at Viral curiously as he was leaned up against the wall. "Are you sure your physique is really best suited for that...?" he asked, referring to the manner which Viral was moving. "If you have to walk on all fours then walk on all fours, no use in straining yourself."

"Er... Well... That's good...?" Haku really was beside himself, what the heck could he even do? T'charrl was a totally different beast now, well outside of anything that he could probably do. If by some unfortunate happenstance the Kaesstrian went berserk like before he was done for, unless he could run awfully fast. Still pressed flush against the wall the Saiyan gradually eased himself off, frowning as he watched the alien for a moment. It was odd, he didn't seem to so much be in pain as he was struggling to control his power. Couldn't he just suppress it though? Saiyans could, and more experienced fighters could even stave off the Oozaru if need be. This one had said he was a Prince, hadn't he? Surely then he could handle his own power. Though considering the extent of his transformation maybe not. Shifting his weight on his feet Haku bit his lower lip, looking down at himself before at the door. "S-Should I go get someone...? You know... To help?" Like that smart Saiyan, Vegeta. He was supposed to be really bright, that one could figure what was going on more likely than not.