"I mean you're not sick-sick, like... Throwing up or anything. That's good, right? I guess you're sick in a different way..." Yumi mumbled, trying to explain her own thoughts, and failing pretty well. Pursing her lips in thought she decided the best thing to do was clam up for the moment, looking back at her own food as she ate a few bites. Okay so Viral was sick, but sick in a way that could be helped. Bad as his state may be there was a way to fix it, and Vegeta sounded as though he knew exactly what that was for the first time since this whole mess started. Swallowing back a last bite of her meal she scooped up some more for Viral, offering it over for him. "All things considered though you're not in bad shape. I mean... You can move on your own, and you're not all loopy and out of your mind. Sure, you're sore, and you feel a little weak, but it could be worse! So be glad that you're doing okay... Ish." She was really slipping on the whole 'reassuring' front right now. Laughing sheepishly she tried forcing the spoon into Viral's mouth, hoping to get him eating and just avoid awkward situations.

Coming up with an answer for Shu wasn't easy, especially since Takeshi had exhausted what little he knew about anger management. One thing he had over looked though was having fun, or even just getting a good laugh while being angry. Plenty of times, even recently he had been annoyed or angry and had been stopped from getting all in a fit because someone or something had made him laugh. Granted that wouldn't always work for Shu, someone couldn't be around for him all the time, but it might be good now and again. Letting his younger brother say his piece he frowned, folding his arms over his chest and giving an indignant huff. "I am too funny! You just can't appreciate good humor!" he retorted, turning his head away stubbornly. Hm, he could too make Shu laugh, but how? Smiling slightly at an idea he suddenly turned back to Shu, making a goofy face as he stuck out his tongue. "Blah! Who's not funny now?"

"We could find their mother, then we can probably learn about the King. Maybe the lady can even tell us how to beat him..." How humiliating would that be, to be taken down by your human wife. There was no better way for that jerk of a king to fall then by someone so much weaker than him, he might just die of embarrassment. "Eh? Well we ask around, duh! Come on, you really think no one on that whole planet knows anything? I mean he's the fricken King of Saiyans, [i]someone[/i] had to have seen something, right? The guy is not exactly inconspicuous, he likes to make his presence known." Not that it didn't mean Yamate couldn't be discreet, but it just didn't seem in character for their former leader. Plus if Earth had its own fighters then someone ought to have sensed his power, meaning someone could say when he was there, and possibly even where. That could narrow their search significantly. "I don't know where, that's why I said we'd ask. Think about it too, if we find her then they owe us one," Kabocha added, gesturing towards Shu and Takeshi. "And if they become the rulers after their old man then we can call favors on the rulers of the Saiyans. How bad an idea does that sound?"