Takeshi earnestly wasn't sure why Viral disliked him, only that the Beastman did. Sure, they weren't the most courteous to one another but he didn't hate the guy for that. Maybe Viral was just less forgiving or something, could be possible given what's happened to him over the years. Betrayed by his creators, then imprisoned and turned into a Saiyan's weapon of war, hell, anyone would be bitter. "So... What...? I should talk to him or something...?" he asked, again rhetorically. The thought of trying to have any kind of conversation with the Beastman didn't bode well. For one he wouldn't know what in the world to talk about. Their training together would give some material, but they hadn't started that yet. So much seemed to bother Viral that Takeshi worried he'd say something off and only aggravate their friend, that wouldn't get them anywhere. Letting out a sigh as he closed up the ship he lifted a hand, running it down his face in exasperation. "If there's ever a need for a miracle it's now. I'll need nothing short of a god helping me to make Viral like me." Shu's suggestion that he looked human was... Amusing. Wrong? Most certainly, but amusing. It managed to make the older boy smile at least, rolling his eyes before patting his sibling's head. "Well then I should tape some rope to my butt or something, then I'll have a tail again. Maybe he'll like me then."

The city did look mighty pleasant from here, all built up and covered in green. Shame there were some real jerks pulling the strings there, otherwise it could be a pretty nice place to visit. If they did come back to Shaharia they'd stay here, provided it didn't end up as a cesspool or there wasn't some war raging because of what they were about to do. Takeshi figured there was going to be discontent when these men were removed from power, there always was. It wouldn't be his first coup d'etat, he'd carried a few out for their father while in the military. Not all of the Saiyans' acquisitions had been through military strikes, some were from more subtle means. While they didn't know a ton about Shaharians he figured they'd be no different than the others that he'd taken from power. Before they even got moving though Takeshi had to make sure Shu was okay to go, considering his brother's feet had been pretty beaten up today. "You can be brave and let me carry you, dummy," Takeshi said teasingly, reaching out and prodding Shu's forehead with his finger. "If you need me to give you a piggy back again just say so, I'm not going to make you walk if it hurts. But, if you're so ready then we might as well get going."

"Wow... Hard to believe we're in a desert right now..." The air was cooler, thanks both to the shade and the nearby water dropping the temperature significantly. Whereas the first city was almost crudely made this actually looked like, well... A city. The streets were paved with some hard material, and there were curious looking vehicles moving to and fro along the streets. Like the first city there were a fair amount of carts and stalls, as well as shops dotting the sides of the roads, crowds of people gathered at many of them, the loud sound of voices carrying through the air. The buildings were big too, and refined, looking like they were built out of hard-baked bricks and even wood as opposed to the mud based buildings in the other. Really it was actually a nice place, noise aside. It was always that way with cities, all the damn noise. Takeshi might have grown a bit, but that was one thing he still hated. After being within the city for a few moments his hands had found their way up to his head, his fingers plugging up his ears in annoyance. "Jeez... Would it be so hard to have a quiet city for a change...?" he grumbled, glancing around at the crowds. "Where is this building anyways? I forget where Servas said to go..."