T'charrl needed a shower badly if he was dusting this much, at least Yumi figured as much. Was it normal for their friend to be doing this or did it mean he was dirty? She couldn't remember, he might have well been this way the whole time and she just hadn't noticed before. If they were going to lug him around he couldn't be doing this, it was making her nose itch like mad and it just felt odd having all of this on her. Setting T'charrl on the floor she gently patted at his cheek, hoping to get him to come to by doing so. "Yes Choi... He died on the way up here," she replied, looking over at her boyfriend with an annoyed glance before sighing. "I swear... You ask the dopiest questions some times." If T'charrl was in fact dead then why would they have brought him to the showers? She liked the boy but sometimes Choi should really think before he spoke. Just to humor him they should check for a pulse, or rather he should. Snatching up one of his hands he placed it on the pulse on T'charrl's neck, holding it for a moment before letting him go. "See? He's alive, he probably just passed out from exhaustion. Now then..." Moving to the Kaesstrian's side she leaned in close, clearing her throat before inhaling sharply and yelling, "WAKE UP T'CHARRL!"

Kai's theory was anything but sound, yet Takeshi appreciated what he was trying to do. Give even the slightest bit of reason to worry and Shu would be all in a panic for some time. Not that the older boy wasn't himself worried, he could hide it if it meant keeping his brother calm. As though he was reading his thoughts Kai voiced exactly what Takeshi had been thinking, making him frown disdainfully. "That brat better not have done anything or I swear I'll throw him out one of the windows." So far since taking in that Saiyan he'd been nothing but a headache for all of them. At times he looked like he wanted to belong and then he went and pulled stunts that made him a punk. Not the best way to go about befriending people, and if he was guilty here then that was just another strike on his record. Nothing seemed amiss at the showers thus far, albeit they hadn't even seen what was inside yet. Letting Kai do the liberty of opening the door they had barely gone inside when Yumi abruptly screamed, rather loudly at that. Gasping softly Takeshi's hands shot up to cover his ears, his eyes wide in surprise as he did so. "The hell was that for!?"

For someone who wasn't stressed Viral was awfully close to breaking before Vegeta. This was not at all fun to see, Vegeta took no pleasure in having to do this to his friend in the least, but it was necessary. Rushing things would only end badly, and simply put Viral couldn't handle any accelerated training in his current state. "I never said you can't do anything for yourself, I'm just saying we have to move at a steady pace with this, or you do. That's all I've been trying to say, be patient and don't rush through your training and recovery." The sooner Viral accepted that the sooner they could make some earnest headway. Now it fell to the Saiyan to see that his friend improve, no pressure there. Smiling exasperatedly Vegeta gave a small nod of his head, looking down the hallway thoughtfully for a moment. "I have no intention of falling behind, believe me. Selfishly it's a matter of pride that you do well, so I will give this my all. More than that however I just want to see you be the best you can be, and I am willing to invest whatever time and resources needed to help you get there. And... I suppose if you feel some solitary training will help then I can give you that as well. If I let you decide now, for example, what would you want to be doing at this moment? Take the reigns."