Takeshi didn't know what to do with Shu when he got to him, still coming down from a bit of a manic rage to think clearly. In perhaps a rather large lapse of judgement he opted to give the boy a small shake, though immediately stopped when Viral spoke to him. Looking at his brother's unconscious form it was all he could do to keep from panicking, retracting his hand and sighing somberly. If he had been paying attention then that fight never even would have broken out and everything would be fine. Out of a whim he placed two fingers on Shu's neck, not that surprised to find a strong heartbeat. "Just unconscious..." he mumbled, holding his brother in a sad gaze. The Beastman had a bit more to say by the sounds of it, and while taunting it was perfectly deserved. The last bit stung particularly, making him feel like proper trash. Shu was okay, so the older boy picked himself up and went back to where his friend lay. Come to think of it did he even have the right to call Viral such a thing? "I'm sorry... I panicked..." Takeshi said lamely, kneeling before Viral. Too distraught over his own folly and the condition of the others he didn't say any more, instead opting to try and tend to Viral's wounds. Though his paw was in the way it was evident it was a pretty good wound. His shirt was soaked in blood and even if he was healing pressure had to be put on it to keep him from bleeding out. They needed some kind of tourniquet or temporary bandage, something to hold until they got back to the house. 

Back to his feet Takeshi went to the closest fallen Kaesstrian, looking him over for any sort of first aid. Aside from the clothing which would work there was nothing remotely like bandages. Not satisfied with just that the Saiyan made it a point to check every single body. For the most part it was weapons and tools, smoke bombs, and other curious little items. After a fair amount of sifting through their belongings he happened across a small bag one had hidden on their back. Inspecting its contents he found bandages, a jar of some kind of green jelly like substance and a few splints. "Let me cover up your wound for you..." He wasn't entirely certain what the gel was, but could guess it was either disinfectant or some kind of anesthesia, either way it would be helpful. Opening the bag he placed it on the ground, laying out the contents carefully. With the jar in hand he cracked it open, sniffing at it carefully to make certain that it wasn't poisonous. Assured it was safe he unraveled a fair amount of the bandages, carefully applying the gel to a portion of it that would lie over the wound itself. "I need you to lift your hand for me so I can apply this." Takeshi said, stating the obvious. In his mind he was going over the steps for treating wounds, scarcely recalling what he was shown with the Saiyans. Apply pressure, make sure the blood flow is stopped, and if possible raise the wound so blood doesn't get to it. The last one was nigh impossible, meaning they may have to just sit here for a moment. "Keep talking to me, you've got to stay awake."