Viral frowned at her, finding that fact to be pretty unsettling, “Good thing I don’t throw up…” he muttered, finding it a little discouraging when he didn’t usually show off any true signs of being sick unless he spoke up about it. All he could show was weakness and if he couldn’t speak then he might as well be treated like one would an animal. Watching her eat her own food he slowly slid to the side, watching her lazily before realising she was speaking to him, “I see colours everywhere…but I can focus when you’re talking to me. I can’t focus if there’s no sound…” he muttered, looking away, “I wish I was able to think beyond the table…or see beyond the table”. If it didn’t hurt so much or stress him out to hell then he might be okay without the medicine, but as it stood he was fairly weak and all over the place. Even if she wanted to spar with him after dinner he was probably going to be punched in the face even if she didn’t mean to in his condition. Slowly sitting up when Yumi readied some more food for him, he stared at it before being surprised by the sudden appearance of the spoon in his face, taking the food most likely out of surprise as he tried to bite the spoon over simply eating from it.

Shu didn’t think Takeshi knew all that much about anger management to be able to help him, leaving them with little options. They would all be so disappointed if he couldn’t stop his anger problems and have him rampaging on the battlefield until stopped. He didn’t even know what caused him to do that, his mind becoming completely clouded with anger to the point where he forgot who he was. He was scared when that happened before and after, knowing it was a very difficult thing to control. He only knew what happened after the whole experience as his mind became clear again, but as it stood he went into a frenzy that was unstoppable unless he was calmed. He felt like a bit of a waste of space on the battlefield, especially when it was mostly down to chance. Frowning he tilted his head, staring at Takeshi just made him feel awfully confused, “Umm, but…I like a lot of funny things…” Not feeling too sure to what Takeshi meant he watched him carefully, curious to what he was talking about before he suddenly turned to him again, pulling a face. Squeaking in surprise he bounced back a little, grabbing onto his tail as he stared at Takeshi. Pausing for a second he looked at him up at down, staring before he suddenly leaped at Takeshi, trying to grab hold of him as he squealed, “Makes me feel funny!”

Kai had no idea how they were supposed to do something like that when it was already impossible for them to do such a thing when they had no idea what the woman looked like. It was unlikely that Choi would know and Kabocha just seemed to be suggesting it for his own personal amusement, “That’s like…a whole planet full of people that we’d have to investigate”, he mumbled, finding it all too strange that he might want to do such a thing. His ideas were constantly strange, especially when he was supposed to have some smarts in him to think they probably won’t work, “It’s not like he went into town and did it while everyone was watching, you know…” he sighed, shaking his head, “If I was running off to have some secretive kids that turned out to be royalty I’d not let everybody know.” It was pretty out there and something he couldn’t understand working, but if Kabocha wanted to do it then he would just have to try and gently pull him away from that idea. Looking to Takeshi and Shu he frowned, shaking his head, “Wouldn’t they do that anyway since we did help take down the King? Being part of the team…inner circle of friends, right?”

"If you can focus when I talk maybe I should keep talking? Or hum, or something. If noise helps then I can figure something out." They could always try something else too if Viral didn't want to hear her chattering away all day. Personally she had no desire to do that anyways. Maybe music could help him out some, if they could find a personal music player he could carry it around and use that. Yumi wasn't sure though, was Viral even a fan of music? She tried to think of a single instance where he had been enjoying some but came up blank, maybe he only ever did it in private. Narrowing her eyes she stared at the Beastman curiously for a moment as if trying to silently find out what he listened to, what fit his personality. When he spoke again she jumped slightly, thinking she'd been caught staring and looking away. "Maybe after some food you'll be able to concentrate better...? It could be you're just so hungry it's hard to focus right now. And if that's the case..." Yumi began, scooping up more food and offering it to Viral with a smile, "Eat up!" Watching then as he not only tried to eat the food but the spoon as well her eyes widened in surprise, gasping as she tried tugging the utensil free from Viral's grip. "Viral, eat the food, not the spoon!"

Takeshi could too be funny, he knew he could! Just because Shu might not have ever seen it didn't mean he had no sense of humor, he'd show his brother just how funny he could be. Taking their conversation in stride he thought over how best to go about it, trying and failing to come up with a joke. When that was a dead end he opted to resort to the simplest thing possible, turning suddenly and making a silly face at his brother. A squeal of surprise but no laugh, not even a giggle or chuckle! He was really trying with that one too, that wasn't fair! Looking at Shu exasperatedly he raised an eyebrow as the little guy backed off, wondering just what in the heck he was doing. Almost thinking Shu was going to run off he instead gasped when his younger sibling threw himself at him, his hands reflexively going down to cover his nether regions. Instead of being tackled he was simply grabbed onto, stumbling awkwardly now that his arms were pinned at his side, in a fairly compromising position nonetheless. "Funny? As in 'haha' funny or weird funny?" Takeshi asked, glancing down as he caught his footing. "And why the hell are you clinging onto me like this? It's weird!"

Finding the mother of the Princes wouldn't be easy, but it would really get them in with the to-be rulers of the Saiyans. "Hey, no one said it would be easy, but think of what we might get if we did it!" Kabocha said, looking at Kai before smiling snidely, "Really? I figured he just sort of threw her down then and there and boom, kids! You didn't have to tell me that, I know they snuck off somewhere. But a lady carries her kids for... What? 7 months? 8? Whatever, however long they do it someone had to have seen her in that time! And someone delivered them too, right?" It might just be him, but there was a feeling they really needed to secure some kind of goodwill with these two before this mess was over. Sure for now they were being helped and helping in turn, but that was over a common enemy. Kabocha wasn't exactly optimistic that once the King was gone from power they would still be in favor. "Friends...? I don't know... I mean sure, they haven't killed us, so I guess that makes us friends," he mumbled, folding his arms over his chest as he watched the odd display of the Princes. "Don't get me wrong, they're definitely better than the King. But what if they take power and turn out like him? Shouldn't we try getting a little leverage so we're safe?"

Viral didn’t have a very good grip on everything around him when all he could do was respond to what was immediately going on and so far he was being attacked by a spoon with food on it. Biting at it he pulled back at it, not exactly in his right mind before Yumi told him off, his eyes going to her. Staring at her he soon pulled back, taking the food away from it as he slowly sat back again and sighed, feeling fed up again. He didn’t really like this whole eating thing, it was confusing him at best right now. He wasn’t exactly sure to how he was supposed to think clearly with so much going on, even if it was just talking to Yumi and eating from a spoon. Giving his face a quick wipe he frowned, looking up to her, “When can I have my alcohol…” he muttered, looking over to it and staring at the glass, “It is my focus. I must have it…”

Shu didn’t know what Takeshi was trying to do, but it was certainly startling and the only way he could react was the only way he could right now. Leaping at Takeshi with a squeal, he held onto him tight. Shu wasn’t cheery enough to find it funny, he was feeling pretty down and to have that thrown in his face managed to catch him offguard. Holding onto him tight he remained wrapped around him, frowning as he stared down at the floor, “Weird funny!” he squeaked, looking up to Takeshi, “I am because I don’t like feeling sad! You try make me feel better, but I don’t…” He was feeling pretty bummed out, even if Takeshi was trying to cheer him up and test to see what could make him happier. He just wasn’t feeling happy enough to see it as funny, making him feel pretty clueless to how he was supposed to feel happy when he was angry.

Kai shrugged at Kabocha’s questions, not exactly sure how he was supposed to answer those questions, “How should I know how babies are delivered? I don’t know the life of this woman”, he spoke, finding it all to be completely foreign to him; if he ever got a kid then maybe it would be delivered where he couldn’t get anywhere near it because he had no clue what he was supposed to do with one. He could imagine the woman being alone for the majority of her time, especially when Takeshi was born in one place and Shu was born in another place judging by their looks and backgrounds. Finding allegiance in Takeshi was a sure thing, but Kabocha had doubts over such a prospect. Looking towards Takeshi and Shu he couldn’t help but feel that kind of thought process was paranoia on Kabocha’s mark, especially when they were idiots at best, “Then we’ll make friends with the Kaesstrian and have a giant bug to threaten Takeshi with for our demands. C’mon man, he wouldn’t dump us after all this time over something as stupid as power. Can’t see his brother buying into that either…I mean, look at him”.

Viral eating food was good, great even. He would get energy, fill himself up, and maybe a nice proper meal would even improve his mood a bit. Now eating silverware on the other hand, that was up for debate. Tugging on the spoon she eventually managed to get it free of Viral's teeth, setting it on the table with a slight smile. Not quite what she had in mind for feeding him, maybe they should wait a bit before trying again. "Uh... Well you have had some of your food, so maybe you can have it now..." she mumbled, looking first to the alcohol then Vegeta, biting her lip uncertainly. He seemed fine with it even if she wasn't completely certain herself, but if he was okay then it ought to be alright. Grabbing the glass she slid it closer to Viral, looking up at him a bit concerned. "Just the one glass, right...?" Yumi asked, "Then maybe a bit more food before we leave, that sound alright?" And then to training, if they were both still up for it. Hopefully Viral wouldn't try drinking more than he had since they were going to spar, they couldn't well do any training if he was tipsy.

"Just the one drink, no more than that," Vegeta interjected, setting his fork down on his now empty plate, "I'm sure you don't need to be told that though. Just because it's a celebration doesn't mean we should overdo it." He'd drank his own glass in its entirety, not even realizing he had. It wasn't enough to make his head spin at all even as a non drinker, but he certainly noticed the effects a bit. Now he needed to get back to work, meaning that Viral was now in Yumi's hands for the remainder of the day. Scooping up his dishes he grabbed the bottle in the other hand, using his foot to push his chair in. "If I find anything I'll come get you the moment I do, alright? Though don't expect it to be immediate, there's still a fair amount of work to do." Having come down from his slight euphoria at finding the genetic anomalies Vegeta could think more clearly and appreciated how much work was ahead of him. A solution was likely still a week away, perhaps a bit more even. Time frame aside it was coming, that much he knew. "And Viral? If anything feels off, you know where I'll be. Just ask Yumi to bring you if you need anything."

Okay, so springing a funny face on Shu wasn't the way to go about making him laugh. Tickling had sort of made him laugh before, but also had some rather unwelcome repercussions too. Plus that would just be silly to try doing that in the midst of a battle. Having Shu latch onto him like this was mighty inconvenient, he couldn't move his arms for the life of him now without forcing his brother off. "So I'm not making you feel better? At all?" Takeshi asked, smiling sadly, "Man, that's a shame... Okay, so silly faces are out." No tickling, no stupid faces and gods know he didn't have any jokes. Not that Shu would probably get half of them anyways unless they involved poop in some shape or form. Sighing he began to walk towards the mess hall again, a bit stiffly with his brother clung onto him. Sighing softly he glanced down at his leech of a brother, trying to passively free his arms up. "You know you can let go of me... Right? If you really want a ride get on my back will ya?"

Maybe Kabocha was being a bit paranoid over things, there may well not be any reason to worry at all. Either that or he could be onto something and no one would listen. It was hard to say, having grown up in a noble family. You were always trying to decide who it was best to side with, who would ultimately see you and yours bettered by allying with them. The King was going down one way or another, so fighting for him was out of the question. Not that he ever liked the jerk to begin with. But really, how could they be so sure things would work out between Takeshi and Shu? "Yeah, because if they can beat a Super Saiyan they're going to be so afraid of giant bugs," Kabocha remarked, rolling his eyes before frowning, "Sure, now he doesn't look bad. But what if Takeshi becomes King and uses his brother as a sort of weapon? Be real here guys, look who their dad is. We don't know for sure if they've gotten any of his craziness or not." All he was trying to do was be safe, have a backup plan if this whole group thing didn't pan out. "Not saying they're guaranteed to go nuts, but... I guess just keep it in mind, yeah?"

Viral wasn’t enjoying this whole eating process, especially when he was feeling pretty awful while doing it. He didn’t like how much risk this was or what he was supposed to feel if he was supposed to feel better because he was consuming it, especially when all he did was feel uncomfortable. Feeling as if the food had defeated him for the time being he hoped instead for a drink, something he had been looking forward to since the bottle was placed on the table. Watching Yumi carefully, slightly swaying on his spot he followed what she was doing and stared at the glass as it was slowly slid closer to him. Slowly moving his paw towards it his eyes went to Vegeta, staring at him as he gave his approval just to make sure it was genuine. Not liking his use of words all too much he pulled his glass to his face, sniffing at it before taking a sip. It had been a long time since he was allowed a glass where he wasn’t under someone else’s control; even the wine the Elites drank was nothing without mental freedom. It felt fairly sombre to finally get the drink, especially when he was in this condition. Letting out a sigh he looked to Vegeta again, frowning at what he had to say too much like he was being babysat, “I know…I know! I will…” He didn’t want anything to go wrong in the first place so he hoped it would never come to that, especially when he would just be tattling on himself only to have to go into more experimenting, “You should be sleeping, anyway…so it doesn’t matter if you’ve made a breakthrough!”

Shu didn’t like being sad and knew people around him didn’t like it either, but this was justified in his regard and he couldn’t help but still feel guilty about it when all he had been was chastised about it. He didn’t mean to do it and now he was going to have to do the difficult management again, something he had no idea how they were going to accomplish. It was difficult already feeling angry, so how they were going to help him stop feeling so angry was a challenge in itself. Holding tight onto Takeshi he gave a little nod, turning into a shake of his head, “I don’t feel better…but I like silly faces! Just not now”, he spoke, feeling a little scared of himself. If he wasn’t able to find fun when he got angry in battle then there was no point in doing this, only exposing the danger of himself to everyone else. It would be pretty sad if he had to return to Earth because he was too dangerous to come with them, separating him from everyone else. Getting a little lost in thought he forgot he was still clinging onto Takeshi, looking up to him with a frown before jumping off him, “Sorry…I won’t do that. I won’t…”

Kabocha had definitely been thinking too much again, his paranoia over possible personality differences after power seemed to be a little much. It was probably a rich guy’s paranoia over new powers coming into play and losing out because of them, but who knew. It didn’t seem to be anything Takeshi would do, nor would his brother going bad because Takeshi was bad. Looking to Kabocha he sighed, shaking his head, “He’d still be afraid of the guy, like that would go away”, he spoke quickly, “I don’t see how he would use his brother as a weapon…Takeshi is hardly smart enough for that kind of stuff…” Kai knew Takeshi wasn’t the most logical of guys, but that didn’t make him completely stupid to do something like that. Anyone could easily see their own destruction if they took the same route of the one they were trying to destroy, or rather he was confident Takeshi wasn’t that stupid to do such a thing, “Shu is the one who is crazier, anyway. The kid can barely keep his pants on! Tell you what; if Takeshi loses his and completely fails to care, then you should be worried”.

Viral looked to be awfully keen on drinking, shame he couldn't take to food as highly. With any luck they could get treatment started soon, and with that the Beastman would begin eating regularly. In good health he would eat as often as Vegeta and Yumi did, even if he may not have been necessarily hungry. Another thing that Viral seemed to miss is eating wasn't just for getting some nutrition, it was a bit of a social event. Particularly now when their group had broken into smaller sects, eating was the one occasion that everyone sort of came back together again. Not eating in a way meant exclusion from those events, even if you were present at the time. Ah, but Vegeta was getting away from himself, thinking too much into it as usual. Gathering up his dishes he made way towards the kitchen, but not before making a few remarks on Viral. Smiling amused at the rebuttal he shook his head, "I can sleep when I collapse from exhaustion. There's work to be done, and that can't wait." Disappearing through the doors he placed his dishes in the sink, leaving them be for the time being. "But... If it will help ease your mind," Vegeta added, coming back into the dining hall, "Then I'll take a short nap. You two behave now."

Even Yumi had to roll her eyes at Vegeta's chiding. She knew he meant well but sheesh, Viral wasn't a baby and neither was she. All the same she smiled at her lifelong friend, giving a nod of her head as he was walking out. "We'll be good, don't worry! Go get some sleep, you get all motherly when you're tired!" she called after him, laughing as he made a face at her before disappearing. That was bit of a lie, their behaving, because shortly they were going to be doing anything but. No way was she going to go back on her word either and tell Viral the deal was off, especially since she wanted to spar a bit too. Waiting just to make doubly sure they were alone she glanced over at the Beastman knowingly, taking his plate and setting it on her own. "Guessing you're done eating, which means as soon as you finish that we can go uh... Exercise," Yumi said, winking playfully, "And I'm going to pull a Vegeta here, but if I say we should stop then please don't get angry? I just want to be safe, that's all." It would be impossible to hide her betrayal of Vegeta's trust if Viral ended up hurt or in worse condition from all of this. More the knowledge that he would be disappointed in her over anything else was what she wanted to avoid in particular. "Ready to go?"

Every time they talked about this anger thing Shu got all depressed. Takeshi didn't like doing it but it was necessary, they couldn't avoid the topic. This all could end up like Viral's issue where it just got worse over time, he really didn't want to chance that. Telling the little guy that was only going to make his mood even worse, so he kept that thought to himself. Maybe a nice warm meal and some casual chatter would help ease the tension, then they could either try again or let it lie for the day. The latter was probably for the best since it would be better to get input from the others before he tried anything again. "Alright, no silly faces, but uh... Can you not hold onto me like that? It's hard to walk," Takeshi said, smiling apologetically as Shu released him. Fixing his clothing he reached out and ruffled Shu's hair gently, "Don't be sorry buddy, it's fine." It was always such a downer seeing Shu like this, it just made the older boy feel twice as bad. There had to be a way he could fix this, something to make his sibling happy again. Up ahead he saw the entrance to the mess hall, and what's more Vegeta leaving it. Shame the guy was so far ahead, otherwise he'd call him over and have him join them for a meal. "How's about we play a little after lunch? Just the two of us, we can play tag, or hide and seek, whatever you want." Surely playing one of Shu's little games couldn't be all bad, right?

"You don't have to be smart to beat someone up, just look at that big muscley guy in the rebels..." Kabocha pointed out, frowning at the idea of Leto. That guy was only imposing because of his sheer size, though he understood the Yulian was moderately strong in his own right too. Just proof of concept that you didn't need brains to be dangerous. And in his personal experience it was often the dumb ones that were the most worrisome. "Damn straight Shu is crazier... That kid is practically a wild animal compared to us..." he mumbled, glancing ahead again at the brothers. "Good heart and all, but a bit on the nuts side... And don't say that! If that little guy got out of control then I wouldn't even want to be on the same planet as him. Nope, I'd be as far away as possible in a heartbeat." That Oozaru form of Shu's was enough to make some top Elites worry, and anything that strong was well beyond their handling. Much as he might side with Takeshi right now he wasn't so sure he'd hang around and help if the young Prince went all bonkers and attacked. "We can only hope that doesn't happen, I guess. Maybe they'll sort him out before long and we won't have to worry about it anymore!"

The drink was so much better than the food, especially when he realised how dehydrated he was. He didn’t drink much as it was but not having a drink with his pills really dried him out, even if the wine was pretty dry itself. He preferred it overall and was disappointed it was his only one, but there was little care for him when it came down to that. Vegeta shouldn’t be allowed to deny him of some form of hydration, even if it was wine considering that was the closest drink to him right now. Sipping on his wine he stared at Vegeta, narrowing his gaze slightly at his refusal of rest only to look away again when Vegeta decided to take his advice in the end after all, “I know how to behave…” he mumbled, sipping at his wine as he looked towards Yumi who was almost trying to be too obvious with her little act. It was almost as if she was afraid of something, but he saw no big deal in them sparring afterwards if she could guarantee he wasn’t going to hurt her. Watching the door once Vegeta had gone he soon went back to his wine, giving it a sip as Yumi expressed her inner joy over sparring in a strange little way. Watching as she removed his plate he stared at her carefully, narrowing his gaze as he sipped his wine, “…To be safe? Fine…” he muttered, finishing off his wine before reaching his hand out, “Help me up…”

Shu didn’t want to upset anyone by being annoying to them and certainly not his brother, but he was trying to behave too and was quick to apologise. It wasn’t right to bug someone else when he was upset by something and Takeshi definitely didn’t want to be embraced in any fashion right now. Feeling a little bad for doing that he kept his eyes off Takeshi, frowning as he pressed his fingers together in quiet contemplation. If he was being bad then he could go to his room, especially when he was just making things worse. Looking up to see Vegeta up ahead he frowned, wondering why he was there when he rarely left his office before his attention went up to Takeshi, staring at him with a frown at first, “…We…can play…?” he repeated, looking down at his fingers again, “I-I’d like that very much. I want to play tag…”

Kai shook his head, waving his hand dismissively, “That guy’s hardly a good example considering his race might as well all be wrestlers”. Yulians were all muscle heads so that was hardly a fair example on his part, plus it wasn’t as if Takeshi was the dangerous one when time came to pass after the King’s defeat. Kai saw more danger in the kid and the rebel leader than Takeshi and at least Kabocha could agree with him on the Shu issue, “You know, you could probably throw him into the Saiyan army and we’d have this whole thing done with”, he spoke lowly, finding the concept to be intriguing, “I wonder if the King would even be able to put up with that kid without that collar”. The fear people had towards Shu was definitely those claws and that face of his, plus the reason he was completely off his head when he changed was probably another point too. It was something foreign to them in the world of Saiyans and the only person who knew why was the King, but there was no way he was going to let people know, “Hmm maybe…unless the King regains control over him. He certainly seemed to know how he worked when he was under his control. Takeshi’s strong and all, but he’s more of a concentrated fighter and his brother is just erratic”.

Yumi was just having a little fun, she didn't mean anything by what she was saying. They really did need to be safe just to be sure nothing bad happened to Viral, that was a given. Getting him hurt now would only undo all the work Vegeta had done which would obviously be bad. It wouldn't be a very intensive spar then, only something to loosen up the muscles and get the blood flowing. Perhaps she wouldn't even attack, just be on the defensive so Viral could get something of a workout. Since getting him to eat was proving to be impossible she took his plate and set it on her own, getting no complaints in that regard. Giving him a moment then to enjoy his wine she brought the rest of the dishes back into the kitchen, sorting them out carefully before rejoining the Beastman. "We're going to need to be safe during this, you know that right?" Yumi asked, placing her hands on her hips, "Nothing excessive or reckless, you need to stay healthy." At least he agreed with that, partially anyways. Good enough for her, so long as he didn't push himself then they could spar for as long as he wanted. Smiling kindly she reached out a hand, helping Viral up to his feet before slinging an arm around his waist, winking at him playfully. "Just in case you can't walk on your own, I'll help you. I don't want you stumbling and falling down after your drink," she teased, sticking out her tongue.

"Yeah... Yulians are kinda all meatheads, huh?" Kabocha mused, chuckling to himself, "Don't see a ton of them though. Wonder why... They're not that bad at fighting." The King never really utilized Yulians despite them being one of the peoples under Saiyan rule. In fact excluding Leto, Kabocha could only count two other Yulians that he had ever seen, and was pretty sure one was dead now. Couldn't remember what had happened to the guy, probably nothing pleasant though, nothing that involved dying was. "Shu would make a hell of a soldier if he could control himself. Imagine if he didn't go all nuts when he changed? He'd have that power and he'd be able to use it, that's probably almost as dangerous as the King, don't you think?" That gave him a good shudder, he'd really prefer not to envision that at all. At least though if that were the case then they were safe, it was the enemy that really had to be concerned. All of their problems seemed to be about someone not being able to control themselves. Viral, Shu, T'charrl, all were at risk of going on a rampage. Sheesh... Kabocha almost felt like it had been safer back on Kortal in the Saiyan military. Elites might knock you around, sure, but they wouldn't maul you unless you really messed up. "Technically Takeshi does get erratic too, when he gets super angry. Oh great, both brothers are crazy..."

"Of course we can play, knucklehead," Takeshi said, smiling as he ruffled Shu's hair, "But only after we eat, okay? We've got to get some energy in us before we do anything else, then we can play. And after that I really wanna take a nap." More or less to kill time, being stuck on a ship all the time was beginning to get really old. He wasn't even sure where their next destination was so there was no knowing just how much longer they would be in this thing. Having the chance to fly out in the open was too good to pass up, as such he was itching to land somewhere by now. Reaching out for the door to the mess hall he frowned when it opened up on its own, blinking confused and looking up, coming face to face with Yumi and Viral. "Oh hey guys! What's up?" he asked, grinning as he backed out of the way. Viral looked as cheerful as ever, but at least he seemed better than he had back on Pagonia. Standing on his own two feet, sort of.

Yumi didn't want to get too far away from Vegeta, just in case something did go wrong. All optimism aside she knew there was a real chance something might happen, something that could seriously cause some problems. So long as their spar was nice and slow nothing should go wrong, hopefully. With an arm still around her friend she led him to the exit, pulling open the doors and stepping out alongside Viral... And nearly into Takeshi. A bit surprised she looked at the boy puzzled, then even more so when she noticed everyone behind him. Cocking her head to the side slightly Yumi smiled a bit, not quite sure what to say. "Uh... I could ask you the same thing..." she remarked, glancing at everyone before back at Takeshi, "Coming to get something to eat? Here, we'll get out of your way." Easing Viral out they moved to the side of the door, with Yumi waving them inside once they were out of the way. She didn't want anyone finding out and perhaps telling Vegeta, that would really make a mess of things. "Hey, uh... If Vegeta needs either of us, we'll be in my room, okay? Just in my room, relaxing and doing nothing else." Feeling slightly nervous she smiled again, tugging Viral along at a slightly hurried pace to get out of there. Not her smoothest exit, but none of them would know what she was bumbling about.

Viral wasn’t actually sure whether he was well enough to be sparring any, but he was so tired of doing nothing but waiting around and hoping things would turn out alright. He was desperate for something to happen, even in his less than able state he was bored of sitting around hoping somebody was going to give him something to do. Feeling a little fed up as he waited for Yumi to get herself ready he reached up to her, hoping to get pulled up to his feet, “I know…I suggested that first…” he muttered, grunting as he was pulled up and supported by his waist. Staring down he frowned, his eyes going to Yumi with the accusation of drunken staggering, “I only had one glass…one! Not even that fast, either…”

Kai shrugged, not all that bothered by the Yulian race, “Because their planet has a ton of resources so why not have a bunch of muscle-headed morons guarding it all for you?” he shrugged, shaking his head, “Besides, it’s not like they’re great with Ki…just really strong”. He didn’t really have much of a care about the Yulians and if the King didn’t want to use them much then all the more power to them for not being brought under slavery. “I suppose it would be pretty dangerous, but guess that would make it a good thing that he does go nuts”, he scratched his chin, simply thinking it through. That would be awfully unsettling, but thankfully the kid wasn’t an Elite Saiyan so that meant he was always going to be uncontrollable upon initial transformation, at least in his eyes considering he didn’t know what Shu’s form was. Their group was pretty scary, but then again he couldn’t imagine how scary their group was for the enemy. “Hmm yeah, they both inherited something from their father, I suppose…”

Shu squeaked as his hair was ruffled before looking back up to Takeshi, giving a little nod of confirmation, “Uh huh, I would like a nap…” He was a little worn out after today, but he was wanting to play rather than go straight to sleep with the usual thoughts of today. He was scared of himself and there wasn’t going to be much help towards that other than to try and find fun. Hoping to feel better after eating he found himself a little lost in thought before squeaking when Yumi and Viral suddenly emerged, his eyes going to Yumi before to Viral. Seemed Viral’s problem hadn’t been sorted out yet and he had to be helped by Yumi to balance. Frowning, his eyes went to Takeshi before quickly back to Yumi, finding her wording to be awfully strange. He didn’t think there was anything wrong with going to her room together, especially when Viral seemed a little fed up already. Looking back at Takeshi’s other friends he could see Choi looking a little concerned yet still gave Yumi a nervous wave, finding that behaviour pretty odd too. As Yumi hurried away with a stumbling Viral he frowned, looking back up at Takeshi, “Everyone is so weird today…”

It was a bit awkward being caught out by everyone like that, Yumi hadn't expected to see their friends. In a slight paranoid panic she may have rambled a bit, but thankfully no one seemed any the wiser. Good thing too, she could definitely see a number of them going to Vegeta if they thought something was wrong. Passing by everyone and parting a small smile and wave to Choi. If they weren't both off to do something entirely different she might have stayed to chat with him, but Viral was wanting to spar and she didn't want to keep him from that for too long. Once they had rounded the corner and were out of view she glanced back just to be sure, sighing and smiling happily. "Right, crisis averted! On to sparring we go!" Maybe they should even get fitted with some boxing gloves, just another precaution to make sure they didn't get hurt at all. Maybe protective headgear as well, albeit that may not fit with Viral's horns.

"That was weird..." Takeshi said, nodding in agreement with Shu before smiling, "But whatever! It's time for some food!" He hadn't a clue what they were going to make or even what he was in the mood for, only that he was hungry. The smell of some recently cooked meals only served to heighten his appetite, maybe there was something left for them to munch on. The dining area of the mess hall was empty, unfortunately, though he could certainly smell food. Making a beeline for the kitchen he used his nose to follow the smell, manging to find a fair bit leftover in the sink. Now that was depressing, so much food just wasted. Were he actually starving he'd probably eat it, but this was a bit off putting. "That's just not right..." Takeshi mumbled, frowning as he began dumping food into the garbage disposal, "Rest in peace, food. You will be missed."

Kabocha hadn't seen Viral in quite some time now, since the last planet before Earth even. Boy did the Beastman look kind of lousy, even more so than usual. Plus what was with all those weird little protrusions? He'd apparently missed something big, Viral didn't look anything like his regular self. Watching him and Yumi wander off, Kabocha gave a shrug of his shoulders before following the others into the mess hall. "So what're we having to eat anyways?" he asked, glancing over at Kai and Choi, "I'm guessing you two are cooking, right?" They were the only ones that really knew how, so it just made sense for them to do it. Takeshi for whatever reason went right on ahead to the kitchen, making Kabocha begin to worry a bit. "Oh crap... Is he cooking...?" he asked, paling slightly, "He cannot cook! His food is so bland, and poorly prepared. You two need to cook!"

Viral did hope they wouldn’t have to see him like this and he knew they would give him that questionable look that told him they thought he looked odd. He didn’t like looking like this as much as they didn’t like seeing him this way. Staring at them all as he gave them a slight glare he was soon yanked away, uncomfortably making his way along with her. He didn’t like how suddenly she turned with him, but there wasn’t exactly much he could do about that when he barely had the focus to lift a paw. It upset him a little to have that little focus, probably because it meant he was going to have trouble focusing during their spar. He didn't want to disappoint Yumi though, especially when she was so enthusiastic about this, "Great...like they suspected anything..." he muttered, stumbling along with her, "Why are you announcing everything like it's a big deal..."

Shu didn't understand what was going on but as soon as they had seen them they were off again, Viral stumbling away with Yumi to her bedroom. It was curious, but maybe he shouldn't think about it too much. Following Takeshi into the mess hall he looked around, tilting his head upon seeing its emptiness, following Takeshi along into the kitchen as well. It seemed the others were there earlier but somebody hadn't eaten too much, probably Viral given his mood and strength. Frowning a little he looked out of the kitchen, "Why not eat what was left? It smelled good to me..."

Choi had heard from Yumi what had happened to Viral, but he hadn't seen it himself. It was so weird seeing the Beastman like that, as if he was some sort of demon. Choi wasn't going to bug Yumi and question why she was running off with him like that, especially to her bedroom; besides, the Beastman wasn't exactly the type to be interested in that kind of thing so he didn't expect much to come from him anyway. Glancing over to his brother before to Kabocha, frowning, "Hey man! Why can't we catch a break for once?" he sighed, not feeling up to cooking, "You should learn how to cook!"

"Lets just cook..." Kai sighed, not feeling all that fussed about cooking but probably because he was tired. Grabbing his brother he pulled him on into the kitchen, looking to Takeshi and pointing out of the kitchen, "You can get out while we cook, if you don't mind..."

With any luck no one would say anything to Vegeta, knowingly or otherwise. They were going in the opposite direction of either of their rooms so that was a dead giveaway. Unless one of them went and hurt themselves there should be no reason to visit him though, so with any luck they were safe. "Okay, I'll admit it wasn't the smoothest, but I'm a bit nervous!" Yumi said, smiling sheepishly, "We are technically... No, we're blatantly going against what Vegeta wanted. I don't think a bit of sparring will be bad for you though, you need exercise to stay healthy after all." She wasn't too sure how intensive it would be, seeing as Viral needed help just walking, but they'd give it their best shot anyways.

Whatever food was in the mess hall smelled awfully tasty, Takeshi wanted some of it. Unfortunately that food was sitting in a pile in the sink, all mushed together and spread out on the metal surface. Looking at it with a pout he began brushing it into the garbage disposal, woeful to have to waste such a quality meal. Hearing Shu come up beside him he glanced over, furrowing his brow before glancing back at the food before them. "Why not... Because it's in the sink, duh!" Takeshi replied, rolling his eyes, "The sink is probably all nasty and dirty, you wouldn't want to eat food that's been in there, even if it does smell good."

Kabocha was in the mood for all sorts of foods, not being particularly picky. So long as it was of adequate quality he wouldn't mind so much. Sure, Takeshi could cook a mean bird over a fire, but that was... Well it just wasn't the right way to cook. It was subpar at best, and frankly he just didn't enjoy that kind of food as much. As luck would have it though there were two former-royal chefs in their midst, and they could easily whip up something good. For whatever reason though Choi took exception to that request. "Me, cook? Hey man, let's be serious now. I've never cooked a single thing in my life, and you seriously think I can cook something good on my first try?" Shaking his head he smiled, folding his arms over his chest. "You two are trained to do it, and we're your friends, right? So why don't you cook your friends some good food?"

"We'll just make some more food, that's all, nothing to it," Takeshi added, smiling as he washed down the last of the food. Watching the last bits disappear he turned to see the twins coming in, silently relieved they were coming in to do the cooking, as he guessed. "Sure you don't want my help?" he asked, half kidding and half serious. He wouldn't mind cooking, especially if improving meant that he could provide better meals for himself and Shu. Though the little guy never seemed to mind roasted fruits and meats very much.

Viral didn't understand what the problem was, but then again Yumi always did go over the top with everything. If she was so sure that he needed this sparring session then she shouldn't need to be so nervous. Frowning at her reasoning, Viral stared down at his feet as he watched his step, trying to concentrate on doing that before trying to think through reasoning for her actions, "But...I'm the one letting you, so I should be the twitchy one..." he muttered, finding it to be little more than him breaking the rules that were set for him because Yumi asked him kindly. He found it hard to go against her begging so it would technically be on his hands for something to not go wrong, "Are you sure you are the one who should be nervous? I am the one who can potentially tear you apart..."

Shu didn't see any problem with the food, especially when all that was wrong with it was it was mushed up a little and in a hole. Feeling confused as to why the food was dumped he frowned, staring up at Takeshi with a concerned look on his face, "But...I didn't see anything wrong with it...or any dirt on it", he mumbled, tilting his head a little, "You all picky with food..." Feeling confused he squeaked when the twins suddenly came in, staring at them before his eyes went to Takeshi. Kai didn't appear to be very happy right now with Choi even less so, but that was just him guessing which one was which. Staring at his brother he tapped his fingers, curious to what was happening and why Takeshi would want to cook too.

Kai didn't seem very enthusiastic after Kabocha's little moaning session, finding the guy's inability to learn what was essentially a handy skill to have to be a little annoying. If they decided to live somewhere else and Kabocha was left to his own devices then he would probably try eating raw food for the rest of his life. The guy really didn't think that far ahead into the future, but that would be his problem. Takeshi's enthusiasm to cook was a little odd, especially when he was with his brother, "There's two of us and two of you with one of you being less than handy around the kitchen", Kai spoke, pointing between Takeshi and Shu, "We were just going to fry some things unless you want to be around hot oil..."

Yumi didn't see things as Viral did, it wasn't him breaking the rules. It was her idea to go and spar in spite of what Vegeta had said, he was just being compliant and going along with it. If anything went wrong then it was on her head, not Viral's. Much fun as she was hoping they would have fun she was rather nervous something could go wrong, or they would just be found out and Viral would get in trouble as a result. "We've been over this you know, how I'm not worried about you attacking me," Yumi said, reaching up and poking one of Viral's horns lightly, "I'm not worried about these, or you biting me, or your claws. Let's try to just focus on how much fun we'll have, okay?"

"If the food's been laying in the sink you don't want to eat it, just trust me..." Takeshi mumbled, pushing down the last of the leftovers. Shame they were no good too, it all looked rather nice. Maybe with some help from Kai and Choi they could make something like it, those two could easily replicate whatever Vegeta or Yumi made, probably even better. Seeing those very two come into the kitchen he smiled at them, only to be told to get out of the kitchen and let them work. Having his smile wane slightly Takeshi rubbed at his head, glancing at the twins before shrugging, offering his help. "So... We'll go wait outside then?" he asked rhetorically, glancing down at Shu, "Come on then buddy, we'll go sit with Kabocha."

Hmph... Kabocha almost missed being back on Kortal there for a moment. Sure he was just anoter pawn for the King, but at least there as a noble he commanded some degree of respect. A lot of that had gone away when Takeshi showed up and took control of the squad too, something he had been resentful of. Now not so much, he'd come to enjoy the company of the others in a different way than he had before, outside of that system of social classes and rank. Yet he still had that mindset to a degree and couldn't help but feel like he was being disrespected in some way. Brushing it off for now he sat down in one of the seats and slouched over, resting his chin in his hand as he stared at the wall. No sooner had he sat down did he feel a hand smack the back of his head, whipping around and narrowing his eyes at a grinning Takeshi. "You could say 'hello' like a normal person," Kabocha said, swiping out and getting nothing but air. Since the Princes were both out here, he realized, leaning to see the doors of the kitchen he smiled, "So the twins are cooking? Good."

Viral was certainly concerned about a number of things revolving around his ability to function during battle and a number of those concerns were already pretty visible. Whether Yumi knew he had a habit of being unable to control his actions and transformations was a question in itself, one she didn't know if she could put up with quite obviously if she thought it was a good idea to do this. Whatever the case, Viral was going to try his best to behave himself and make sure she was going to be okay. Grumbling lowly, he glanced over to her when she touched one of his horns and gave her a good staring at, "So...you want to do something about that. But what do you suppose I could do about that...? Either you find some way to deal with it or we're not going to be able to spar very well and you know that..."

Shu really didn't understand how food like that could go to waste, especially when it wasn't exactly diseased or anything if it had just been eaten. He would have eaten it in a heartbeat, but if Takeshi was going to be fussy then there wasn't much he was going to be able to do about that. Frowning, his eyes went to Kai and Choi once they entered the room themselves, telling them to either cook or go sit down. He didn't know how to cook, he wasn't very good with anything to do with normal society so that was out of the question for him. Staring up at Takeshi he gave a little nod when he decided to leave, heading on out. If he learned to cook he would probably be able to have a wider variety of food, but it was probably best he didn't learn quite yet and still relied on others to feed him, even if it forced him to rely on others. Letting out a sigh he squeaked when he noticed Kabocha, looking up to Takeshi and moving slightly closer to him. He wasn't very well acquainted with Kabocha and still felt pretty unsure about him, but so long as he kept with Takeshi then the guy shouldn't be able to corner him with questions like what happened in the training room.

"What will I do about it...? Hm... Well you could, um..." Hm, answering that was a bit tricky. "I guess I'll just be extra careful, that's all!" Yumi replied, smiling assuredly, "As long as I don't fight like an idiot I won't get hurt. And of course you need to be careful too, but don't worry about me so much, I can handle whatever you throw at me." Even if he did end up changing, worst case scenario, she should be fine. In the past she'd had some degree of luck with avoiding being on the receiving end of one of her rampant friends and she liked to think that luck would hold out. Were she aware of the truth of the matter she might be even more confident than she was now, rather than betting it all on how things worked in the past. "We'll just stick to traditional martial arts, that is about as safe as we can get, don't you think?"

Takeshi rather felt like cooking his own food, at least until Kai and Choi came into the kitchen. He'd come to accept they were better cooks than he was... In a kitchen at least. If he had a chance to have them make their meal then he'd be nuts to turn it down. Even if it was just fried food, something he or even Shu could probably manage it was bound to come out better with their touch. Taking his brother back to the dining hall he eyed the lone Kabocha thoughtfully before getting a smirk, walking over and slapping his friend on the head playfully. Inciting just the kind of reaction he'd expect he shrugged his shoulders, folding his hands behind his head. "I could... But you know, I don't think I'm all that normal," Takeshi replied, smiling amused, "And yeah, they're making it. Fried food, dunno what exactly. Bet it'll be good."

With two trained cooks working it had better be good. A meal just wasn't the same if you were made to eat sub-par food. Sure, socializing helped a little, but a bland bit of food could really soil mealtime. "Good... Good. Can't believe they thought I was going to cook, as if I would even know where to begin," Kabocha mumbled, shaking his head before smiling, "We really should find us some cooks, whatever planet we go to next maybe. Those two really hate cooking, I can tell, so we'll find someone else to do it for us." Surely they could recruit one or two aliens who would want to see the universe. Only problem with that was whether they would have any clue how to work with foreign ingredients like they had onboard. Glancing over at Shu for a second Kabocha chuckled lightly, reaching out to try and flick the younger boy's nose, "Someone tried to get a bit of lunch in early during sparring, huh?"

Viral didn't want to put Yumi in too much danger, but all of this worrying wasn't really helping all that much. He was in quite a degree of pain already with some of it numbed only by the medicine he took, so it wasn't as if he'd be able to do a great deal of anything complicated during their sparring session. He just needed Yumi's trust, but even then he did kind of want Yumi to be put off the idea. It was probably the idea of disobeying Vegeta that was putting him off more than the actual hurting of Yumi, especially when Yumi could easily recover from it with the use of the pods on the ship. "I wouldn't do anything else. I don't plan on scratching or biting...what do you take me for? I am no cheat...nor do I want to cut flesh..."

Shu was best staying out of Takeshi and Kabocha's friendship considering they went pretty far back compared to when he knew them. His first meeting with Takeshi's friends was hardly the most pleasant or more memorable, especially when he couldn't exactly remember any of it but could remember it being bad. He had changed and tried to kill them all while progressively becoming more of a monster so maybe it was a good thing that he had forgotten the incident. It was not a very good first impression and so far he hadn't been giving them any kind of good impression with every meeting. Looking between the two of them he frowned, lowering his head a little as he moved closer to Takeshi before letting out a squeak in fright as Kabocha flicked his nose. Pulling back a little he held his nose, staring up at Kabocha and hastily shook his head, "N-No! Don't say that...I didn't! I didn't mean to!"

"Scratching and biting is a way of fighting though. If I could do it and do it well then I'd be fighting that way," Yumi pointed out, "I'm just saying I'm not afraid of you doing that to me, even with your claws and teeth. And you won't be able to cut my flesh either way since you won't be able to catch me." Might as well try getting Viral heated up and ready for their spar session. He wanted to do it and yet didn't look to be fired up for it just yet, and they were nearly to the training hall now. This all would be fairly lackluster if the Beastman couldn't get vested in what they were doing. "We'll start with basic martial arts, and if we can do that fine then we'll go from there, that sound okay to you?" First things first, they had to see whether Viral could manage to stay upright or not.

Kabocha smirked as he reached out, flicking Shu's nose in a teasing manner. He just had to poke fun at the little guy, it was easy to when he was docile and there wasn't a risk of him going insane. If he didn't know better he would never think that the younger Prince was actually a Saiyan, he acted nothing like one. Even the meekest of Saiyans had more backbone than him, and more intellect to boot. Had to be his upbringing though, in the woods or wherever the hell Takeshi had said before. "How'd it taste? Like a hairy hot dog?" he asked, laughing it up. Getting a nice big knock on his head then, Kabocha reeled forward before gasping, his hands shooting up to cover where he'd been struck and glaring at Takeshi.

"Oops, sorry, my hand slipped," Takeshi said, smiling tightly, "You might want to shut up before you really annoy me, leave Shu alone." Such a pain to get along with Kabocha still, they always did knock heads. His friend was a bit too sarcastic and rude for his remark, and always had this condescending air about him. Well... Not always, most of the time they could get on with one another. But they had their moments, and Takeshi couldn't help but feel the other boy was a bit angry at him too for whatever reason. Rolling his eyes at the rude gesture he was given, Takeshi turned to Shu, smiling as he reached down and poked his brother in the stomach playfully, "Never mind what he said. So we're playing tag later, right? Wanna just run around the whole ship? Sounds better than being stuck in some old room, don't you think?"

Viral was fairly concerned already with elements concerning scratching and biting when he was in this condition and certainly wouldn't be doing it to any opponent he might come across until he was fixed up, if he ever got fixed up. "If I don't catch you then whatever. It's not like we're going all out..." She sounded as if she was expecting a lot out of him but that would hardly be the case, especially when he struggled to move half of the time. He would be taking some breaks here and there if only to clear his head, but he wasn't sure whether Yumi would take advantage of that or let him take a quick break before going in again. "Yeah that's fine...I can handle that. I need to see if I can fight, first...hmph, when I took these I didn't expect you to want me to do this..."

Shu didn't mean to bite Kai or do anything to him that violated his honour during the training session, but it didn't seem likely that any of them were going to let him off easy for it. He wanted to be forgiven and be able to get on with it, but the after effects were always going to be there until they got on with their lives. Getting all worked up again he was quick to stand up for himself, trying to remain fairly brave about it until Kabocha decided to laugh at him for it. Despite Takeshi giving him a good slap upside the head Shu didn't feel any better about it. Squeaking a little in his hands he shifted his feet when Takeshi poked him and asked him about their playtime, Shu instead removing his hands from his face and stomped around on the spot, trying to intimidate Kabocha before he stopped abruptly and moved a little around Takeshi, "...M-Maybe I should go to my room instead and sleep. I've been bad; I don't deserve playtime for being bad to your friend..."

Yumi smiled up at Viral as he spoke, slowing their pace a bit more now that they were approaching the training hall. "I'm sure you'll be able to fight. We're not going all out like you said, so there's no need to really push ourselves. Just something to keep each other from getting all rusty, right?" And goodness knows it was more fun than going to Viral's room and just sitting there. After some sparring they would probably do just that, find something more sedentary as not to overwork the Beastman. This was something that he needed though, Yumi felt, and it was only fair Viral get to do a little training if he wanted to. Stopping at the doors she carefully adjusted her friend's weight, reaching out with one hand and opening up the doors to the training hall. This one was outfitted with a bit more machines than the other, but still had a sizable space in the center, matted up for them to practice on. That would do just nicely, since they'd be doing nothing more than standard training.

Takeshi really felt like snapping at Kabocha for that one but kept his anger concealed. If he went off now then Shu was bound to only end up feeling the backlash and get upset, that was the last thing he wanted. By the looks of it though that happened regardless of how he acted, even a playful little prod didn't get so much of a squeak out of the little guy. Watching the odd display the older boy frowned, glancing back at his brother confused. "You haven't been bad, and you don't have to go to your room," Takeshi said gently, offering a small smile, "Accidents happen, Kai will be okay after a bit. You didn't really hurt anyone, everything is okay, right Kabocha?" he added, glaring over at his friend.

"Uh... Yeah, right." Kabocha reaffirmed, smiling nervously at Shu, putting his hands up a bit. "Forget what I said Shu, I was just kidding, joking around, that's all. And Kai doesn't hold grudges, he'll be over it in a little while and everything will be fine. So stay and have some food with us!" What a pain in the butt this was, having to play all brotherly to Shu. The kid really was quite useless, he'd be completely disregarded if not for his absurd power. Kabocha could almost understand why the King used a collar, otherwise it would be a miracle to get this one out of his room. Lowering his hands he sighed, running a hand back through his hair. Shu needed a backbone, and Takeshi sure was taking his sweet time getting around to giving him one.

That wasn't the ideal apology that Takeshi wanted, but it would do for now. "We'll have some food, then play, and when we're done having some more fun we can go back to our room together, okay?" The last thing Shu needed was to feel excluded and shunned, that never went well with him. It was one thing Takeshi had learned, thanks largely in part to a bit of input from Ikura. He'd asked about monkeys and how they worked as a family back on Earth, on a chance of getting a better idea about his brother. They were awfully social animals from what he understood, and excluding one fromt he group was pretty much the worst thing possible. So if Shu took after that aspect, which he did nearly other aspect, then sending him away was horrible. Taking a seat on the side opposite Kabocha, Takeshi gave the chair beside him a pat, "Come here Shu, sit your butt down will ya?"