Takeshi felt a bit like messing with Shu, if only to entertain himself. The little guy might have had fun with that but he sure didn't, this trip was just one big pain after another. They had been successful in their mission though, he took some sort of satisfaction in that. Not getting to fight and being burned in such a bothersome manner had made it less fulfilling than he'd have liked, albeit after the fact complaining was fair useless. "I don't know if [i]everything[/i] is fun. There's loads of things I can think of that aren't fun," he pointed out, smirking as he began to meticulously undo Shu's extra clothes. After this a nice meal and a nap were in order, he felt. Soon as they woke up they could play or whatever it was Shu was wanting to do, Takeshi didn't mind too much. So long as they got training in at some point in the day he was content, the rest of their time could be filled to his sibling's pleasure. With both of them undressed to just the minimum, Takeshi placed it all in a haphazard pile on the floor, using the back of his hand to rub at his nose, sniffling as it was becoming a bit runny. "Huh? Yeah, I miss Earth. It's not nearly as cold as this place was," he answered, "And I don't really miss the calm. It's nice, but it gets boring, you know? I'd rather be doing stuff like this, without freezing anyways."

Pagonia was over and done with surprisingly quick, meaning they could move on to their next venture. Far as Takeshi could recall they were supposed to stop by Kaesstra next and try enlisting some of T'charrl's people. All fine and good, if their friend had changed back. A promise had been made to help T'charrl get his power under control by the time he went home and thus far they hadn't fulfilled that. Some friends they would be if they couldn't keep that, so putting off Kaesstra for a while was their best bet. There was always Namek too, wherever that was. Wishing back Vegeta's parents or something along those lines, if he remembered right. The only issue there was no one knew where the planet was, not even Vegeta. But... There might be just a way yet to figure it out. Viral could detect Dragonballs, couldn't he? What about Namekian ones? "I was thinking about why we're going there, for the wish and all," Takeshi explained, "And... I figured you can detect Dragonballs on Earth, so maybe you can detect theirs too, yeah? That might be our ticket for finding that planet." If that didn't pan out then they would have to dig around a bit and ask, someone was bound to know. 

Wherever they were heading next mattered little to Vegeta right now. His primary focus was getting Viral into the care ward and trying to figure out the issue with him. They had made so much headway in his transformations already, he'd mastered the feline form of his. Now the three forms were rampant and he was stuck in mid-change, what a bothersome turn of events. Settling down the shuttle in the hangar upon arrival he made certain it was properly shut down, sighing as he got up out of his seat. Another couple of near-sleepless days laid ahead of him no doubt, and probably at least a week or two of research to solve Viral's latest ailment. Stepping into the hold of the shuttle he glanced over at Viral, reaching down and patting his arm. "Hey, you're coming with me, alright? We're getting right to work, I want to get you back on your feet as soon as possible." No doubt he was tired, but that was of little significance right now. He could always sleep while laid up in the medical ward anyways, though those beds were scarcely as comfortable as the ones in a bedroom. "I've got him for now, Yumi. Mind going to the bridge and telling the crew we're good to take off?" he added, leaning down to help Viral to his feet.