Takeshi rolled his eyes at Shu, grimacing slightly afterwards. "You know I'm not super big on you eating bugs, yuck... And then that means no bugs for you. Unless you're going to eat T'charrl!" Even with their appetite eating something that big would make them bloated. Just for kicks he imagined Shu stuffed to the brim with their friend, the sight of his massively overextended belly making the older boy snicker. That would be kind of funny in a way, having to roll Shu around like an overinflated balloon because he couldn't move otherwise. Oh, and him flying like that, now there was a sight to see. Drawn out from his little daydream Takeshi glanced over at his brother then back to the oven, shrugging his shoulders with a smile. "I usually cut it open to see if it's still really red or not, that's the only way I know how. Choi tried explaining it to me once and... Well he kind of lost me pretty quick, I'm not some chef like he is." Shrugging his shoulders he moved across to the counter, hopping up and taking a seat. Raising his arms up over his head in a stretch he rubbed at one of his eyes wearily, looking to Shu once more. "Unless the meat was already bad you don't have to worry about getting food poisoning, I promise."

Vegeta suppressed an amused smile, rather enjoying himself. With no serious negative connotations and Viral reigning himself in he had all the opportunity now to get a laugh out of this. There was just something humorous about the situation, seeing Viral stumbling about uncertainly. Not that he was certain he'd be doing any better, goodness knows how difficult it was to go from bipedal to quadrupedal. "Just pointing it out, no reason to get snippy," he remarked, smiling as he watched the Beastman resort to all fours. It was probably less strenuous on his body too that way, putting that much weight on his hind legs, however strong couldn't be comfortable. Finally Vegeta allowed himself a short laugh, giving his friend an innocent smile as he held his hands up defensively. "Hey now, I never even said a word about doing such a thing. Though I do think you'd look rather good with a saddle. Shame I don't own any spurred boots." Ah, no doubt he was going to be smacked or some such later, but for the time being he wanted to enjoy himself. Besides he was still on that slight high from their discovery, so he was in a pretty good mood to begin with. "In all seriousness though, let's just make a round about the ship. We'll see who we come across and how well you can handle being around others."

Haku was hardly doing all of this out of the goodness of his heart. If saying no meant joining his shirt in the belly of T'charrl then he'd bring the alien whatever he wanted. Now that the Kaesstrian had been fed he was rather docile, for the moment anyways. Ever meek he was much too hesitant to do much of anything really, not wanting to overstep that delicate boundary that might set T'charrl off. Offering to fetch someone else to come to his aid that idea was turned down, and somberly the alien laid down with his back to the Saiyan. Haku sighed under his breath, really not sure what he was supposed to do now. Wander around the ship he supposed, it wasn't like anyone was keeping an eye on him. Coming here to try training had been a dumb idea to begin with, it had only caused him trouble. "Er... Well... Good luck with, this," he said, gesturing lazily to T'charrl. Someone else would find him, he didn't need to stick around. Giving one last passing glance he left the room again, shivering a bit in the cool air. Giving his arms a rubbing he glanced down both ends of the hall, deciding this time to go in the opposite direction. Unless someone came looking for him he'd just do his own thing, he supposed. No use in wasting his breath trying to join the others.