Yumi couldn't quite argue with Viral one way or another on the cure; length of time, difficulty, those were all aspects of the treatment she was completely unaware of. She did wonder of course but it was more her place to help keep Viral occupied and at least moderately okay while the cure was being developed. If it was taking a little longer than expected there had to be a reason for it, whether there was a snag in the work or Vegeta was actually stumped. Either way the only thing anyone could do right now was wait and hope it worked out, they really didn't have any alternatives in mind. Maybe they should, and if they were to find others it ought to be up to her and the rest of their friends as Vegeta had plenty enough to worry about. "You're right, sorry for asking, bad timing," Yumi apologized sheepishly, "I'm sure there's something in there for you to change into, a robe or something. It's not ideal but it's better than being wet, right? Plus while he's doing your check-up I can go get both of us a change of clothes! That way once we're all done we can just go right back out, no waiting around."

"Psychology does not go to the molecular level..." Vegeta grumbled, narrowing his eyes at Choi again. He was hard pressed to discern whether the other boy was actually this daft, or if he was doing it simply to bother him. "I'm well aware my expertise in some areas is lacking, but same can be said for any expert. I have a mastery of machinery and have only begun to work both with psychology and genetics, I'm not expecting myself to know it all just yet. That being said... Let's pretend I go with your hypothetical situation. Say I get an apprentice, and one who is willing to learn, how will they know how to work with Viral? That in of itself is a massive undertaking, and is something I can do only because of my father's extensive notes coupled with my own experience. And whether I take willingness to learn into account or not I don't suppose you have an idea where I might find such a person? The only race that was conceivably a potential student thus far would be residents from Uuonoe, which would mean traveling back there just to search." An awful lot of doubling back, especially if it could end up being a moot trip. The idea on paper wasn't bad however, Vegeta would grant that much. 

"Huh? Strong mates? Why, we're strong enough and we're only going to get stronger!" Kabocha replied, nodding to himself before grinning, "Any human girl will do, so we might as well get ourselves a real pretty one, right? You know the kind..." Leaning in closer he winked at Kai, making his hands move around as though touching something. "I'm talking curves, big breasts, the works! If you're going to be spending your life with someone then they should be nice to look at, don't you think? The kids will get power just from being Saiyan-born, so I don't see the point in hunting down some strong woman when any will work." Of course his idea of "any" was quite different from what the word implied as he was basically looking for the best of the best. He'd always dated for looks and had enjoyed himself, even if it hadn't always ended well. Surely though he could find that one girl who wasn't totally crazy or a nasty person and had the looks.

The way Shu had gone about gathering fruit had seemed simple enough, so much so that Takeshi felt he should replicate it. Why bother picking through the trees meticulously when he could just kick one and get his bounty? Whether by sheer luck, or lack thereof or poor choosing he had managed to find fruit aplenty, but fruit that was quite spiny. Thankfully the spines weren't all that bad, not much more really than accidentally brushing up against a thorn bush, but it was quite annoying. Wincing as a final fruit fell on his head the older boy winced and kicked one of the fallen fruits away, looking over at his brother and sticking his tongue out. "How else do I catch fruit? With my mouth?" Takeshi asked, watching his little brother promptly gather up what he had missed. With a roll of his eyes the pair were already on their way back, Shu sounding awfully hopeful about getting some fruit for himself. "Don't get too hopeful, T'charrl could be really hungry buddy. Besides we're probably going to eat with his family soon so no rush, you know?"

T'charrl sure was much easier to handle like this, and it made Haku feel loads better about training too. Just because he was smaller now didn't mean the alien would pack any less of a punch, but at the very least he wasn't near as intimidating. Plus if his powers were under control too there was no longer a risk of T'charrl going nuts either. It was a welcome sight too that this Captain wasn't going to be someone who would treat him like trash either; Saiyan Elites were infamous for being cruel to their underlings, even Saiyan children. While the Captain went off for a moment he took a look around, frowning at the idea of these 'loyalists' wandering around. Even on a vacation there was threat of being attacked, great. At least back on Earth he had managed to relax for a while, only the occasional disagreement with some of the humans being the only bumps in his peaceful time there. Hm... Maybe they could go back. 

How odd, a Saiyan that had about much backbone as a newborn Kaesstrian. After having met the likes of the Princes and their friends L'esta didn't know quite what to make of Haku, only that he was amused by it. Every single person who had been with Shu and Takeshi prior were warriors in the truest sense, and here this boy was being afraid simply because he was a stranger. "Your mother is at the palace, yes. She's overseeing affairs in both cities as of late, making sure supplies are brought in and parts of the Upper City which were ruined by the tree's sprouting are being repaired. Last I heard your father was interrogating that blasted General we defeated before, and he should be returning to the palace shortly after that." It was the hope of many that the General might reveal who his supporters were, some of whom still had yet to be named, but thus far he'd been markedly quiet. That was the issue with trying to break such a high ranking official, they may well sooner die than speak. "Of course, Prince T'charrl, I wouldn't forget it," L'esta added, picking up the item in question and placing it into his pouch. "Your friends should be back here soon, and we can go immediately to the palace if you'd so like."