If Viral was confused then Yumi was infinitely more so, mostly because she knew now she was the one doing this. How she calmed down Viral, why she was able to do it now and what the ability were remained a mystery to her, frustratingly enough. Something like this could guarantee a smooth recovery for the Beastman, and yet nothing came to mind as to what she had done. She had figured it was her, it had to be, she was the only common factor in both instances. Greeting her friend fairly casually she grinned sheepishly at his questions, laughing a bit as she waved a hand. "Oh uh, don't worry about it! Honest, I'm okay and you're okay, so no harm no foul!" she said, not wanting Viral to get all bummed out again. Really though, what had she done? Her laugh died down as she looked at her hand, her brow furrowing in confusion. She hadn't touched him in either instance so it wasn't through contact, that only made it even weirder. What in the heck could she possible have that would do this? "You went after me but I stopped you... Both times, and I have no idea why that is," Yumi remarked, shaking her head in bewilderment. This couldn't be kept a secret between the two of them, it was much too important for that. "When Vegeta wakes up we have to see him. I'll explain everything and take the blame for our training, don't worry. He needs to know what I can do," she said, sighing as she lowered her gaze a bit, "I just wish I could tell him how I do it."

Okay so T'charrl's memory of his old self was completely shot. Weird, he'd been 'normal' for so long Takeshi didn't think he'd just up and forget about it. Sure he'd been changing a whole heck of a lot as of late, and sure he'd been through a lot, but how did someone forget their own appearance? No use in trying to solve that puzzle because he knew he wouldn't, best to find a way to work around it. "So it feels like something doesn't want you to know, eh? That's weird... I doubt the Spirit is doing that..." he mumbled, frowning as he thought about it, "So is there something else...? Man, this stuff is so confusing!" This was more Vegeta's territory, the whole biology nonsense was well out of his league. What he could do though was describe T'charrl as they had first met him, easy enough. Of course he couldn't give specifics, height and weight and the likes, but maybe some generalizations would help out. It was vague at best but the Kaesstrian didn't seem to mind much, finding a spark of hope in it even. Flashing his friend a smile, Takeshi nodded his head and gave a thumbs up. "I'll help you, and so will Shu, don't worry about it. We've got plenty of time to help you out, and maybe you can help us out too!" He was thinking now a bit, about how T'charrl was able to sense emotions. If he could somehow help Shu with his anger and they help T'charrl with his forms then that was two birds with one stone. For the moment he would just focus on trying to get the Kaesstrian to remember, just to see if it would somehow help him out in changing back. 

Takeshi sort of expected to find some weird stuff in T'charrl's room, some shed skin or something like that. It looked the same as usual though when they stepped in, and flicking on the lights showed there was nothing out of the ordinary. Good, because if their friend shed like a snake he'd probably have fainted on the spot again. "Alright! Let's see about getting you to remember how you looked!" he announced, smiling as he led T'charrl over to his bed. Letting his friend take a seat on the bed he stepped away, rubbing at his chin thoughtfully as he paced about the room. He could always try explaining things again, though he was never the best with words and detailed descriptions sort of required you to be. Hm... Well words might not work out then, but there was something else he could try doing. And there just so happened to be a desk in this room which hopefully had everything he needed. "Aha! Give me just one second, I've got an idea!" Takeshi marched over to the desk and began opening drawers, shuffling through the contents to find what he needed. Once he had found them he set them on the top of the desk; A pencil and a piece of paper were the key to helping out T'charrl, he was sure of it! Picking up the pencil he began to scribble down on the sheet, twisting his mouth a bit as he concentrated on his work. With a few quick strokes and a moment later he had completed his piece, bringing it over and showing it to the group proudly. You could tell it was supposed to be T'charrl, which was a plus, but it was quite goofy and unrefined, like a toddler had drawn it. "Here's what you looked like! See it now?"

Hm... It was weird to think T'charrl had a form different to the ones he'd seen. To think he was originally all wiry and just plain not scary, it was odd considering their first encounter. Haku tried to picture the alien that way but couldn't, it was hard to imagine such a big Kaesstrian becoming so tiny. He had no reason to doubt the Princes though so he'd bear in mind that this was indeed some kind of mutation. Come to think of it then he hadn't a clue about how T'charrl had changed in the first place, or why even. He didn't know a lot about anything really, he was out of the loop on nearly everything in this group. Didn't exactly help with his whole feeling like an outsider bit unfortunately, and he knew if he went asking around he'd get turned away. Sighing to himself he glanced up at the door they stopped at, figuring this was T'charrl's room. They'd barely been inside for a minute when Takeshi went shoveling through the desk, looking for gods know what. Then he started writing, or drawing, it was hard to tell staring at the older boy's back. After a short while of just watching the Prince work they got to see the fruits of his labor, or judging by what they were being shown it was more like the rotten fruits. If that was supposed to be T'charrl before the transformation then he shouldn't want to change back, that picture was terrifying. Trying quite hard not to laugh Haku quickly covered his mouth with both hands, letting out a smothered chortle before snickering a bit, his eyes lifting up as a dead giveaway to his laughing. Takeshi looked too engrossed in showing off his masterpiece though so he didn't notice.