Yumi's brief spell of being locked away had left her plenty averted to being in that situation again; part of her wondered if Viral being made to stay in Vegeta's lab might be reminiscent of that. Surely Vegeta had to have considered that by now, and that it could be adding to their friend's misery. It was an awfully big oversight if not, one that could perhaps ruin the Beastman much more than help. Maybe if it were possible she would ask they move the tests, maybe somewhere in the city. If they could find a bright open building as opposed to a stuffy lab on a ship then that would make things even slightly better. "Sorry, I don't mean to go back on what I said. I just worry about keeping things from him, seeing as we don't know what might help or hurt you," Yumi explained, easing Viral back onto his feet, keeping to his side in case he needed some support. "If it makes you feel any better then here and now I promise not to tell him anything unless you say it's okay first. That doesn't mean I won't suggest you get help still, but at the very least you can feel safe knowing whatever you tell me is our secret."

"Rarely do I get pissed, as you put it. When you three attacked Yumi and Viral I suppose I was... Pissed, but otherwise it's a simple annoyance. Like now." Vegeta replied, shaking his head. He didn't understand Choi's line of reasoning nor questioning, finding the other boy was simply agitated and speaking without thought now. Sighing to himself he looked back at his menu, frustrated when he failed to understand so much as a single word on the page. Next matter of business would be to try learning this language, or develop something to translate it for them. Spoken language was easy, the scouters were made for that, but written language still remained out of reach. "So you understand that the Narbu harmed Viral, and yet you ask why I'm working as much as I do, and get out as little as I do?" It really was like Choi wasn't thinking at all. Placing his menu down on the table Vegeta rubbed at his face, seeming a bit tired when he lowered his hand as he looked away. "I'm the only person who can actually help Viral in my father's absence, and if I fail then he could die. I haven't told anyone else this, but his situation could deteriorate if I don't act soon... It could kill him," he explained, his voice not much more than a whisper, "So do you still question why I'm in such a hurry to work? My being out here, looking around the city, it was at Yumi's request I do this. But every second I'm out here meandering about is another second Viral could be closer to dying."

Kabocha was getting on fairly well in ignoring Choi and Vegeta; he'd done it plenty whenever the twins had gone back and forth. Besides, now they knew what food awaited them and that was vastly more important than some silly debate. "I mean... They are basically insects, you know that right? What else are they going to eat, hamburgers and fries?" he asked, smirking as he rubbed his stomach, "Those things back on Earth were actually pretty good..." Who knew Earth food could be so darn tasty? Kabocha couldn't remember how much they had gotten in their short time back on Earth; a small fortune was easily spent on food though. As for Kai's complaints he really couldn't sympathize with his friend there. "You're asking me that as though I cook," Kabocha said, shaking his head, "So no, I don't know what it's like. But hey, if it's good for you then that's great man. All the more reason to keep buying food while we're here then." It kind of was just fruit, fruit and more fruit, with a steak or something sprinkled on the side. Not so bad, as fruit could be tasty, but not exactly a ton of variety. Far as he could remember there was no bread, no pasta or any pizza or anything like that... He really missed Earth food. 

It was a little scary when T'charrl collapsed, but he was in good hands as L'esta rushed to the guy's side. The wound on their friend's back still persisted and probably needed some attention, which thankfully the Captain could give in the form of that gel. Takeshi vaguely remembered stuff like that on their last visit, and recalled it being pretty much the same as the liquid in their healing tanks. It worked super well and already looked to be kicking in though it had just been administered to the wound. Following what Shu had done the older boy smiled with relief, kneeling down and chuckling. "Your arms are where they've always been buddy, they're just smaller now," he mused, "Actually, all of you is smaller. Been a while since we've seen you like this." T'charrl still wasn't totally himself, there were a couple of appendages here and there that weren't there before but otherwise it was darn close. After a bit of resting they should be able to go and see the Queen, and even she wouldn't be able to deny they had gotten her son back to pretty normal. "Feel alright? Shu and I can find you some fruit if you want."