Blood work wasn't liable to yield very much in the way of results, but it was best they cover all their bases. Vegeta wouldn't miss the issue because he happened to forgo one little test, he'd be certain they did it all. Viral might not appreciate it, there was bound to be quite a bit of poking and prodding. Should it at last solve his dilemma then the Saiyan didn't think his friend would mind too much in the end. The Beastman sure was set on being abandoned, and while he chalked that up to depression there was the innate need to ask exactly why that was. The answer that he was given didn't surprise him at all. "The weakest, hm? Well then that Narbu must have been leagues weaker than he seemed, seeing as you held your own against him," Vegeta mused, frowning, "And you've been able to fight alongside us even in your failing health, but I suppose that's all a fluke as well. True, you're not in your prime, but you're not obsolete either, not by a long shot. You're still a perfectly viable combatant." On a good day he was still one of the strongest, unfortunately those days were just far and few between as of late. The only thing they could do about that was keep working to get better. "You're training Takeshi in swordplay, you helped devise a battle strategy for the rebels. You've been a factor in nearly every big fight we've been in lately, and we've won in part thanks to your help. True... You haven't had a clear victory on your own, but that doesn't make you a failure."

Man... T'charrl was really a nervous wreck. It was kind of awkward, looking down at their friend like this. Smiling sheepishly Takeshi rubbed at his neck, kind of hoping he'd pick himself up at some point. "Yeah, food. Fruits, vegetables, fish, beef, whatever you guys want I'll cook. I'm no Choi or Kai, but I should be able to make something." Hm... Maybe while he was thinking of them he should invite them down. Kabocha as well, since they were including everyone. It had been a long while since their whole group sat down for a meal, and they might as well now since who knows when they'd get a chance again. After this was the next planet, and then probably back to the rebels to fight their father. Waiting for a response, Takeshi watched T'charrl put on his scouter, putting a hand on his hip as he stepped to the side. "Well then we'll make this one a big one! When we get down there I'll call the twins, and everyone else. We might as well make this a big party." Out the corner of his eye he could see Haku pale a bit, the kid wasn't enthralled with the idea. Too bad, if he was going to be a part of this, willingly or not, he'd need to get used to being in a crowd. Waving the three on he started walking to the mess hall now, sending a look over his shoulder. "Hey... Shu? How much did we leave back in the shuttle?"