The wounds were the quickest part of this visit, now they had to deal with the bloody nose and any other problems. The one thing the Doctor could think of immediately was a stress related bloody nose, just going alone by how Viral and Yumi had just tussled with a wild animal. The best thing to do in that case was to see the Beastman relaxed and try to keep him hydrated as well. What better way to relax than to lie back and take a load off? "I didn't mean the whole way back... Sorry for being unclear," the Doctor said, bowing his head uncomfortably, "Just... Do whatever makes you feel comfortable, Viral. I'll get you another glass of water to sip on and we'll wait for your nose to stop on its own accord." Either that or they could stuff his nose with cotton balls, or cauterize it shut, neither of which were going to be very plausible when even getting near the Beastman was unsettling. What the Doctor could do however was provide a little something to help clean Viral up, which he did in the form of a few wet cloths and a towel. "Here, go ahead and clean yourself off, then use the rag. I'll dispose of the shirt for you so you don't have to keep using it."

That little sneaky devil... Shu had snuck off with fruit after all! It didn't much matter seeing as T'charrl had gotten his fill but Takeshi was still going to give his brother a hard time of it. Looming over the younger boy he smirked amused, placing his hands on his hips as he leaned over a bit. In his usual blissfully unaware way Shu was hardly phased, giggling as he scarfed down the last of his fruit without a care. Even if the older boy did try to chastise his brother he was sure the little guy would simply laugh it off and go about his business, just as he was now. "Guessing huh? You've got juice all over your face!" Takeshi said, shaking his head in amusement, "I don't know what you think you're hiding squirt, but it's not working." They had bigger things to focus on than some stolen fruit though, like going to see the Queen again. Confident as he was trying to come across as the Saiyan was particularly worried about getting smacked around; given his track record with women even the slightest wrong step would get him a good wallop. 

"I understand your point of view, and believe me, you're not alone on it. Until we can ensure that there's no longer any threat from the General's people however we have no choice but to patrol, even if we don't catch anyone. It's our hope that our continued presence is enough of a deterrent to keep them from doing any harm. Whether the common populace understands that or not isn't my duty, that falls to your mother and father to share." It wasn't as though anyone was even being aggressive during these patrols either; soldiers were armed, yes, but went about their day as normal. Even L'esta typically spent a patrol just walking around the city, chatting with the locals and enjoying himself, he just happened to be keeping an eye out for trouble as well. In reality he saw it as very similar to the city's own law enforcement, only they were aiding them as an outside force. "The majority of people from the city have had no problem with us, and those I've spoken with are grateful we're here, so I can't be led to believe we're harming anyone."  Offering T'charrl a hand to move the Captain let the boy do it on his own as he wanted, but remained close at his side. Seeing him hunching over as he walked was hardly reassuring, and more than once L'esta made a move to help. "Are you certain you don't want aid...? After what you just went through it's not wrong to accept some help."