Hurry up and wait wasn't going to solve Viral's problems and Yumi knew that. Vegeta had to know that as well, he probably knew exactly what Viral needed too at this point. Unfortunately until they had the cure in hand and ready to be used there wasn't a whole lot else they could do for the Beastman. Nothing she could think of at least, and with Vegeta temporarily out of the picture while he slept she was his only source of relief. No pressure in that or anything, and she was doing an outstanding job already, having had both transform once and near attack her twice. "I don't know if it's he doesn't believe you, maybe he doesn't know how to fix it and he doesn't want to make it worse?" Yumi suggested, frowning uncertainly, "You know he's not really a psychologist, not like Doctor Ikura is, so maybe he's nervous about working on something he doesn't know? Your medicine should be around here somewhere... I can get it for you if you want." He took some earlier, she knew he had but maybe he could take a second. It should say how many he could have in a single day on the bottle, and if it were two she would more than happily give it to him. Rising up to her feet her ears twitched slightly as she began looking around, putting a finger on her chin as she explored the room. Now where might the medicine be kept? In the bathroom? In the dresser?

"I guess there's nothing wrong with learning from me, it's just weird hearing someone talk like I do is all," Takeshi replied, shrugging as he folded his hands behind his head. He wasn't too sure how to take having his speech be called easy, whether it was a compliment or insult. Knowing T'charrl he was trying to be nice so he let it slide and took it as the former, smiling slightly. "I don't know all the big words like Vegeta does, and I don't need to. I can say what I've gotta say without them, and I let my fists do the rest!" That was something Vegeta didn't do, so he had that up on the guy. Takeshi wasn't afraid to get his hands dirty or smack a head or two to get people to listen to him, and it certainly helped. But... That was probably a habit of his that T'charrl shouldn't be picking up. "Eh? What do you mean I talk a lot? I don't talk that much!" he said defensively, yet again finding himself embarrassed as his cheeks heated up. "Just be yourself, you don't have to copy people for that. And what did you mean by I talk a lot? I don't..." Takeshi paused, turning around and giving Shu an uncertain look, "Shu! I don't talk that much, do I?"