Even now when they were on Ikura's doorstep Viral was against seeing the man. Really, it was a safe bet that this was not going to be a painful venture whatsoever and it would in fact help, surely the Beastman had to realize that. After all the doctor was one of a handful who truly knew how Viral worked, if anyone could sort this out it was him. Vegeta had promptly arranged them a ride to the hospital he was at, not wanting to fly or walk lest they draw attention. Until the chauffeur showed up they would wait in the office, him, Yumi and Viral. "Viral, you know as well as I do that we have to see Doctor Ikura, there's no backing out, certainly not now," the Saiyan pointed out, "Besides, he'll help you. It'll be nice to not have to worry about so much, right?" There was still a tiny tick of annoyance in Vegeta that they were having to find another person to do this. He had been left to care for Viral while this doctor had run off to do goodness knows what. He would have thought Ikura would be too busy hiding from the RRA to come out and do something like this, curious then that he was out in the open. Had something changed to let him venture out?

Yumi was on the same page as Vegeta on the matter, though her enthusiasm for going out wasn't quite as great. While really the only thing that had changed were her ears and hair it still felt like she was a totally new person and she was on display for the whole city. In reality perhaps half a dozen people had looked her way while they were coming to Capsule Corp, most men, so it was the same old story of being eyed by lecherous jerks. Still, it felt like she was being scrutinized for her new appearance and she didn't like it one bit. "It's not like he's all that far either," she offered, trying to sound hopeful. "Plus maybe he'll even agree to come back here and talk to you? Then we won't have to go out for the treatment after all." Yumi wondered if they still had the equipment used to create Viral in the building. Possibly, since she didn't think they'd dispose of something that had worked so well. It made more sense then to bring him here and work seeing as they had everything they might need on hand. 

"Shu... We can't make a room with just those..." Takeshi mumbled, lifting his head to rest his chin on the table. "You need to make walls first," he explained, making gestures with his hands as he spoke, "And then put... Stuff in them to keep the room warm. Then build a roof, and put in windows, and a door, and a floor, and... Meh..." Quite briefly he'd asked Vegeta about home improvement before their had gone their separate ways and the guy hadn't exactly been a fountain of information. It was all stuff that was common sense, save the insulation maybe, and didn't tell them anything. Rooms and buildings had to be "structurally sound", whatever that meant. Apparently though a lot more work went into putting something together than Takeshi had originally thought. Not to mention the likely size that would be needed, looking over at T'charrl. The Kaesstrian was awfully big, he'd barely gotten inside as it was. As if reading his thoughts T'charrl brought up the very same issue.

Sitting up properly Takeshi gave a shake of his head, raising his arms up over his head with a groan to stretch. "We'll make a place for you to live here... It's no problem really. I don't want to make you have to go find your own place." He'd think too that T'charrl, with his worry over his powers, would be rather against being alone too. This way worked out better, it meant Shu had a friend around and hopefully T'charrl could relax more, a win-win. It was becoming quite evident that none of them were even remotely qualified to do this work, none of them knew how. Plus they didn't even have the materials to begin working, meaning they were going to have to go into the city either way. Or worse... "We're going to have to hire a contractor..." Takeshi finished, groaning again as he laid his head back on the table. "I don't want people at my house..."