Hopefully sharing some energy helped, T'charrl looked to wake up a bit at the very least. It didn't help everything as he was in pain, and that was definitely something worth trying to fix. Yumi wasn't quite sure what she could do but she'd try, and they had other people present to lend a hand as well. So the orbs were causing him pain then? Well that was a real pain, literally and figuratively because there was nothing she could do to help that. "Do you think getting into the shower might help? Some nice warm water could help you relax." She really needed to get in herself, her skin felt all flaky because of all the dust on her. Not to mention it was still rather irritating to her nose, she felt like sneezing more than once since getting here. Glancing back at Takeshi, Shu and Kai she got to her feet, dusting herself off a bit before sighing. "We're going to get cleaned up, so unless you three are doing the same mind leaving? I don't want this to be a party in the showers or anything." It was going to be a chore enough just getting T'charrl in and showering with two boys, she didn't need it to be any more awkward than it already was. 

Takeshi felt kind of useless not doing anything, but Yumi had it under control, no reason to get involved too. They had no reason to hang around if everything was under control so they could get back to their training, or some semblance of training. They'd be getting cleaned up then, Yumi and the others, and he had every intent on leaving before they got to that. "Relax Yumi, we're on our way out," he said defensively, putting his hands up with a smile. Shooting Shu a look when he mentioned being afraid of T'charrl the older boy put a hand on his brother's head, pushing him down slightly as his smile tightened. For all he knew the others already were aware of his phobia but that didn't mean he wanted anyone hearing it. Shu was having fun teasing him over it, the little punk. "Really-really, now hush up or you're not getting any fruit," he threatened, "I just don't like them sometimes, doesn't mean I'm afraid of them, you know?"

"Er... You're an outsider too you know. Unless you actually feel you belong in his army, which in that case..." Vegeta shrugged his shoulders at that, not too sure what to think. He knew the Saiyan were brutal just from interactions with them, so hearing they eat other races wasn't too farfetched. For a race that was supposed to be civilized they were remarkably brutish, either that or simply didn't care about how they acted. Counting himself among them, even if he was only half-Saiyan was a touch humiliating. "I think you're missing the point Viral. I don't want you to drink to ease the depression, because you might become dependent on it for that. I'm fine with you drinking if the moment suits it, but I don't want to give you drinks because you feel you need it, understand?" It only took the one drink to lead to another, the easiest way to avoid that was to not even begin. Sure the Beastman was going to be upset over that but they had to be careful. "If anyone else drinks then you can have a drink, but I don't want to find you sneaking them, alright? I know it's a pain but I'm supposed to be taking care of you, and if that means keeping you away from alcohol then I'll do that."