"Well it's what we're doing isn't it? We're just stopping by and saying hi before we go to the doc, right? I'd figure your mom would be happy we're going to get you checked up just to be safe, you know? Heck, she might even tell you to do it anyways." Takeshi didn't know what T'charrl was so worried over anyways, it wasn't his job to help someone get better. They had agreed to help their friend learn to control his powers and turn back to his old self, neither of which they had done entirely. The situation was certainly better, sure, but not ideal. Depending on how angry the Queen might be over this shortcoming it could either be a really nice reunion or a really scary one. "Whatever you pick is the right one buddy, and we'll go with it! Don't worry so much, I'm sure she's going to be glad to see you again." Focusing a little bit on T'charrl and his problems Takeshi only just realized he was paying Shu no mind, looking at his brother curiously as he was bouncing about. Smirking amused the older boy reached out, trying to place a hand on his little brother's head to keep him from bounding about. "'Course it's going to be exciting, we're bringing T'charrl back to his mom. How's about not running around so much. You might run into someone on accident, you know?"

L'esta watched the two brothers slightly amused before turning back down the hall, taking the lead towards the throne room. This reunion of T'charrl and his mother was most certainly going to be interesting, maybe exciting if they were lucky. Even if Her Majesty responded with some kind of hostility it was not out of spite, but more of her way of showing concern without outwardly doing so. Eslaria had her moments to be sure, when her front faded and she showed some real compassion, but it rarely if ever happened. "If you feel at any point you need to take a step back then I will speak on your behalf, Prince T'charrl," the Captain said, placing a hand on his chest and bowing slightly, "I can't give her all the details, but at the very least I may be able to stay her hand for a short while." They were bound to find out if he could or not in just a moment as the throne room was not terribly far off, and L'esta just had an itching feeling that the Queen somehow knew they were coming. Straightening up his posture entirely he smoothed out his uniform with one hand, wanting to be presentable after his scuffle with the Prince. The nearer they came to the room the more guards they saw, each and every one of them astonished by the Prince being in their midst. Graciously few said anything as they approached the throne room, and soon enough they were stood before the great doors. "Well then, Prince T'charrl, ready?"

Vegeta was going to try rather hard to be lenient and allow Viral some freedom, something he'd not done much of as of late. A good deal of his overbearing behavior was for worry that the Beastman might hurt himself, and the work he was doing might be made invalid as a result. The time spent on the research wasn't what he didn't want to waste, but rather having to prolong curing Viral even longer. Glancing over at the Beastman he sighed when accused of limiting Viral's actions, feeling a touch bad because it wasn't a false claim. "I'm giving you the liberty to do as you please now though, isn't that a start? It's whatever you wish to do, I won't say a word otherwise." It didn't take terribly long for their friend to come to a conclusion, and the response was a little surprising to hear. Just simply relaxing then? Vegeta might have figured Viral would choose something to keep his mind occupied, but if relaxing was what he wanted then they would give it to him. Nodding in confirmation he got to his feet, dusting off his hands before looking towards the woods. "Very well... That way is towards the city, which means we'll avoid that. Pick any direction and go, I suppose, we'll just have to see where it takes us."