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 [i]so[/i] 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?"