"Saying goodbye is a waste of breath, you're not going anywhere anytime soon," Vegeta said, "And mind who you call a halfbreed. Nearly everyone within our friends are a halfbreed in some manner or another. In fact... You're even more than just two halves." There he went being overly explanatory per usual. Little boy, was it? Chuckling faintly beneath his breath he shook his head, glancing at the unsteady Beastman. "Why don't we just focus on walking right now, hm? You can argue with me all you want after we get to the mess hall." Given a bit of time the medicine would wear off and Viral was likely to forget this conversation anyways, Vegeta wasn't too concerned over it. All they had to do was entertain their friend for the time being and keep him from wandering off in his lucid state. A walk in silence might be the best thing for now, the Beastman was scarcely in the state of mind to hold a full conversation. Yumi had a question for Viral however, and not an easy one at that. Vegeta opened his mouth to answer but found himself cut off and beat to the punch.

Yumi tried not to think about her ears too much, and had gotten fairly good at ignoring them. Viral bringing them up reminded her of her self-consciousness towards them, which in turn made her abashed. They were a hassle, even if they were handy. Showering and brushing her hair was such a mess now, she constantly got water or shampoo in her ears and would poke and tug on them when she was brushing. Maybe she should start putting sandwich baggies or something over them, just something to keep them safe. Discussing her new appearance wasn't any fun, so instead she asked a burning question, wanting to know more about what was going on with the rebels. Since Viral had the military expertise here he seemed the best to answer, even in his state. Normally yes, he would be the best person to go to about this. After hearing out his explanation she was left even more confused than she was to begin with. "I.. Uh... No, I don't hate you?" Yumi said, sounding properly confused. Looking at Vegeta for help she glanced back at Viral, scratching at her cheek, "Uh... The stars getting revenge? I don't think that works... Or makes any sense..."

"Viral is just saying it wouldn't be beyond the Saiyans to do that," Vegeta explained, smiling slightly amused, "At least, I think that's the gist of it. With the rebels on their doorstep though I can't see the King diminishing his own ranks, even if they are grunts. If the war turns into one of attrition then lessening his numbers isn't going to do him any favors." Viral could give a more concise answer were he not struggling simply to walk right now. More on topic, Vegeta wasn't going to put too much stock into the war right now. If the rebels needed aid they would ask, and unless the flagship was destroyed they would be able to establish contact. So the fact things had been silent was indicative that the situation had either died down completely or was under control. 

If T'charrl was coming along then they could teach him to talk too. Not that Vegeta wasn't already doing so, but Takeshi figured he and Shu could help the process along. Takeshi could teach their friend all sorts of words, like some of those bad words that Shu was so abhorrently against. Stepping over and prodding the Kaesstrian he suggested that very idea, only to have it immediately shot down by his brother. "Eh? Spoilsport..." he mumbled, sticking out his tongue. "Vegeta's not the boss of me, if I want to do it then I could, you know." Except Yumi would probably find out as well. Vegeta he didn't mind, but Yumi had that knack for scaring him. If he was going to do this, it would have to be sneakily. Giving T'charrl room to come out, Takeshi glanced at Shu for a moment before cocking his head, giving it a thoughtful scratching. "Hm... I guess the usual training hall would work. It should be all fixed up and I doubt anyone is down there training, so we can probably go use it for as long as we want." That also meant they could get as serious as they wanted or goof off as much as they wanted. Somehow he and Shu always ended up just playing while they were training, and T'charrl likely wouldn't hate being involved in some games of theirs.