Yumi was really torn right now between what they ought to be doing. Viral was obviously in pain, and there was a risk of things getting worse for all she knew. in that regard then their course of action ought to be obvious; Vegeta should be notified and he should take Viral into his care again. If not then there was no telling what may happen with the Beastman, or how his condition might deteriorate. On the other hand there was Viral's own desire not to be seen and staying out of their friend's view, if only for a short while. A bit of time may not hurt, but she definitely worried what a prolonged period could cause. So not only was she blaming herself for what had happened, but now Yumi found herself utterly devoid of how to best handle the situation. They had developed the ability for Viral to change back, albeit that was in a regular feline form. All these extra bits and bobs were hardly normal, and goodness knows if they complicated the process or not. Maybe she had no reason to worry, if Viral could actually revert on his own power then they would be okay. Heck, he'd calmed down on his own, hadn't he? She had to ask that since it was still confusing as to why his assault abruptly stopped like it had. "You still didn't answer my question," Yumi said, smiling slightly as the elevator opened. Stepping inside she moved against the wall to make room, ushering Viral in after her. "How did you calm down...? Is that what you and Vegeta were working on before?"

Takeshi knew that T'charrl was always good, or semi-good anyways, it wasn't a question of morality. Their friend just had a habit of transforming to look... Unsettling, so appearance wise he was anything but good. It had taken him a while thus far just to really be okay with the Kaesstrian's latest form so the notion of him changing again sort of threw him through a loop. So long as nothing agitated T'charrl he shouldn't go changing on them, that was the hope anyways. He supposed they would find out one way or another shortly as they were getting ever closer to their friend's room, where he ought to be if Takeshi had guessed right. "If it's bad then yeah, we'll find him and we'll help him," the older boy agreed with a nod, "I don't know [i]how[/i] we'll help him... But we'll figure something out. Do you think him eating fruit helps him feel better? That it's not just for something to eat?" The sprite had said stuff about energy, maybe it wasn't just Ki and stuff like that he was referring to. Food gave you energy too, that guy could have meant that for all they knew. Seemed a bit odd though that the solution would be stuffing T'charrl full like a turkey, it didn't make a whole lot of sense. Now that they were in the proper hallway Takeshi picked up the pace slightly, putting on a smile for the Kaesstrian when they found him. His door was closed as usual, and it was nigh impossible to know if he was in there without actually checking. Rapping his knuckles on the frame lightly he leaned close, cupping his mouth with his free hand, "Hellooooo? T'charrl? You in there buddy? We got fruit!" he called, as if adding fruit would prompt their friend to reply quicker.