T’charrl was feeling a little worried, but he tried to not let the sounds of what was going on stop him from working his first-aid. It was all basic stuff, even the medicine he used. He did hope he was doing it all right, it was a little worrying incase he had done the bandaging too tight. Finishing up with Shu, he slowly turned him into a better position than lying on his face, giving that a quick look over just incase he had broken anything. His nose was a little bloody, but that was normal after some brain trauma in creatures like Saiyans; they didn’t have antennae, so whether they are extremely important was still a curiosity. 

Giving Shu’s face a wipe, he let out a sigh before suddenly looking up again as the bomb exploded as his mind was gradually came back to reality. He needed to keep trying to help them all and even if Takeshi was trying desperately to refuse help in favour for the other two. He didn’t know how he was supposed to get close to Viral, even when he was essentially relaxed by the medicine he still had a fierce energy to him. It was rather scary, he didn’t even want to go anywhere near his head to check for further damage other than the wounds he had. He couldn’t help but feel curious to what he was exactly, seeing new types of aliens was always pretty interesting; however, with those teeth he was most likely a pure predator rather than what they were. While Kaesstrians did have sharp teeth, they weren’t all the same and more designed to tear fruit apart.

As the fight soon came to an end, T’charrl slowly shifted himself before unhooking his cane, pushing himself to his feet and leaning on it gently. He looked for any possibility of help and confirmation that he had done something good, frowning a little bit at the sight of Takeshi. He did want to help him, but after his reaction he felt like the guy would rather come to him if he needed help. With a little check upon his stomach and limbs, the Saiyan should be okay eventually if a little weakened. Looking to his father before to his mother, he frowned a little upon her approach before letting out a sigh, “I hope so, I did all I could…” he nodded, looking to Viral a little, “But…umm…that one is…”

There was something really off about him, it was almost like Viral was ready to tear him apart at any moment despite trying to help him. He’d probably be able to have a look at his energy for a little bit out of curiosity, but there was definitely something really off-putting with the way he looked at him. Looking to his mother, he felt a sudden moment of apprehension when she moved towards Viral, moving to trying to stop her from going close to him. She really went right up, even touching his wound and trying to communicate with him, “M-Mother…I-I don’t think he knows what you’re saying…”

Viral just stared blankly into nothing, his mind finding it hard to adjust to what was going on and just what happened. His mind had disappeared for a bit there, he barely knew what was going on or what had even happened; however, the pain had dumbed down and everything felt like it was going on slow motion. Upon seeing the figure approach he slowly closed his eyes, the smell of blood coming from her could only tell him that she was going to kill him. Thinking he was finally going to die, he almost braced himself before that thought soon turned to a moment of confusion as the Queen instead touched him gently enough to simply move his clothing. Opening his eyes slowly again, he stared up at the strange figure, letting out a groan in response before slowly looking away, “…What are you saying…?” he muttered, feeling confused and disorientated, “Who are you people…”