It  wouldn't be easy withholding information, but if that's what Viral wanted then the Doctor would have to oblige him. Dealing with an angry Beastman was much easier than an angry Vegeta, and one way or another someone was going to end up mad over this. Resigning himself to do as he was told this time the Doctor carefully patched up the first two most obvious wounds, now able to focus on the bleeding nose. It could be nothing, he mused, or it could be serious, they would have to take a look. In order to do that however Viral had to be relaxed enough to let someone work on him. "Your medicine...? Yes, yes, I can get that for you," the Doctor agreed, nodding his head. Having gotten the pills already he went ahead and fetched a small glass of water, offering both the dosage and water over to Viral to take. Hopefully if he were to relax then the nose bleed would gradually stop, and they could focus more on any other injuries the Beastman might have. There were ideas to where it came from of course, but amongst the several instructions given to him the Doctor was not to handle any psychological or mental issues that Viral might have. To be fair he wasn't overly trained for those, the Saiyans never concerned themselves with it much. "I suppose lay back and just relax for a few moments, then I'll see about cleaning up your nose some?"

There was no doubt going to be a bit of drama going back, seeing as T'charrl wasn't completely himself and he didn't have full control; Things were better than when they had left originally, so that had to be worth something. Takeshi certainly hoped so, he didn't want their trip back to include being chased around by a mad woman with a chair, or sword or who knows what. "Hey, no sweat T'charrl, I'm sure things will be fine!" the Saiyan laughed, trying to be optimistic in spite of his nervous grin. "She'll be happy to see you either way, so there's no reason to worry. Just be happy we're going back, yeah?" There was no doubt the Queen loved her son, even if she could be a bit scary in showing it. So long as they minded what they did and said hopefully no one was going to get a slap upside the head. "Besides, she loves Shu, right buddy?" he asked, glancing over and frowning noting that his brother had moved. Spotting him a little ways off hunched over Takeshi smiled exasperatedly, walking to him and placing his hands on his hips, "Why are you hiding over here, squirt?" he asked, leaning over and ruffling the other boy's hair, "Got some fruit?"

"Though I'm no stranger to Eslaria's anger I don't think you have much to worry about, Prince T'charrl. She has been incredibly worried about you lately so I can't imagine anything more than elation at your coming home. She may be angry with my not bringing you there sooner, but I've dealt with worse." He was a seasoned warrior, led men into battle and had received and given all kinds of wounds over the years, but deep down he was still a little edgy of the Queen's wrath. There were famous incidents in which people had struck back against the Queen before, and it wasn't even wholly illegal to do so, but if you were dumb enough to try she could really do some damage. Being royalty wasn't just a title for them, each member of the family could fight. Chuckling at the thought the Captain rubbed his head, glancing at the Prince as he got back to his feet. "There's little going on, honestly. It's just such a sensitive time for our people what with rebuilding and all, so the Queen is extremely cautious about preventing any trouble. As it seems so far just our regular presence in and around the city has made most would-be troublemakers back down for the time being. At any rate do you need help walking, T'charrl?"