Yumi didn't feel she had really done anything special, she just happened to be there at the time T'charrl changed back. A few nice words, that was all, words hardly fixed something like this. It was sort of an empty success in that T'charrl still wasn't back to his old self, even going as far to change yet again into an entirely new form. Sooner or later they might even forget what he originally looked like if this kept up. Shame none of them really understood what was going on, otherwise they might be able to help. "Unless he brought food with him someone else took it down," she added, corroborating Choi's story. Behind her she completely missed Vegeta looking away bashfully, and good thing too because otherwise she would probably smack him. T'charrl had finally come to enough to speak, albeit it was a struggled, slurred speech. She had to really focus just to make out what he was saying as the alien was barely coherent right now. "You're hungry...? Energy...? Do you mean you need energy?" It could be like before when he had opened up that portal, he needed someone's energy before and after that. Not entirely certain Yumi figured it was worth a shot, reaching out and offering her hand to T'charrl. "Take whatever you need, I've got plenty to spare," she said, smiling kindly.

Just how many different forms did T'charrl have anyways? If this kept up Takeshi wasn't sure if they would ever get their friend back to normal. That spirit that was living in him, it had mentioned something about becoming stronger. From what T'charrl was saying he was stronger now, though it still didn't appear to be enough yet. Damn, if they could they should just give him all the energy he needed, that would save them a lot of trouble. Despite being a bit more like an insect now he didn't have a lot of issue being so close, maybe because it was just different enough not to set off his fear. The only thing Takeshi felt right now was worried and bummed that he didn't think they could do anything to help. Rising to the challenge once more was Yumi, taking charge and trying to help T'charrl any way she could. He had to admit, she was really impressive when it came to taking care of them. It was amazing how well she could get people to relax when they were on the verge of going nuts, he didn't know how she did it. "Don't worry Shu... Yumi's got this," Takeshi replied, nodding his head confidently. She could help, they just had to trust that.

Just a quick meal to sustain themselves, then they could get on with training. Vegeta had no intention of making a full course dining experience so he didn't quite understand why Viral was so opposed. A steak or two and some kind of quick side dish, that was all. Everyone fought better when they had energy from food, just sunlight wouldn't keep Viral going forever, he wasn't a plant. "Realistically though how many of the King's subjects are loyal to him? You have to figure that bastard hasn't been leading from popular support, there's a reason his military is so large. I feel like if we were to attack him directly a lot of his 'supporters' would just stand by and not try to intervene. Then again I may be completely wrong and we could face forces several times our own size when we arrive, it's hard to say." Vegeta wasn't a gambling man but he knew those weren't very good odds. Either it would be an easy battle or they would be made to battle overwhelming troop sizes. Personally he'd prefer the former, but rarely were things so simple. Giving Viral a mock expression of hurt the Saiyan smiled, shrugging his shoulders. "I'm not a chef, I'll admit that. But I can cook a meal that won't come back up at the very least, so there's that. And what do you mean thanks to me...?" Vegeta gave Viral a scrutinizing look before shaking his head again, waving a hand dismissively. "Never mind. Just let me have a quick bite to eat and we'll get you set for training, fair?"