Reassuring Viral would be much easier if Vegeta were here as well, he was the one administering treatments after all. All she had really was empty optimism to try and keep Viral from becoming utterly forlorn and so far that didn't appear to be doing much for him. "Or emotions, if we're talking about things Vegeta doesn't get," Yumi added, smiling slightly as she shook her head. "Even if he doesn't understand it I doubt he's purposely trying to hurt you, or make things more difficult. Maybe he's just afraid of overdoing it since he doesn't know exactly how the medicine works? He's just being careful, that's all." It was easier for her to see it that way as her well being wasn't dependent on any kind of outside aid. The medicine did tend to make Viral a bit loopy but it also helped, and to her that should be reason enough for him to have it. Popping it whenever he felt down was probably a bad idea, but regular medication and some other form of therapy should do wonders. Maybe Vegeta was working on that too, trying to decide what therapy would work best for their friend. Glancing over at the Beastman she smiled knowingly, shrugging her shoulders, "I can't say if he trusts you or not, but we know where it is. And who needs a combination?" she asked, lifting one hand and balling it into a fist, "I can get inside just fine. Or... We can ask someone else for it. I'm sure we could slip one by the crew on the bridge and have them open it for us? Or me, or whoever. We can always ask someone else to go pick it up for you?"

"I don't actually talk by punching people, it's a figure of speech," Takeshi said, rubbing his face with a flustered smile, "It means I hit people to tell them to piss off or something, so don't do that, it's not good." Hey, he never claimed to be a saint, he knew some of the things he did weren't the best. There were no plans of changing most of it either as he didn't tend to get much flak from his friends, and since they were the ones he wanted to please why bother if it wasn't a problem? "And I just mean don't think you've gotta copy what other people say, you know? Make your own way of talking I guess, I don't know how it works. Besides, I gotta ask now, do you even know what half the words you say mean?" T'charrl had to, he used them the right way. Weird how their friend then had gone from stumbling to make a single sentence to become coherent in a matter of weeks. Weird and cool, it made Takeshi wonder what else they might be able to teach him. Maybe once the guy was all back to normal they could go to Earth again and introduce him to some foods and the like, show him that once he knew what they were called and all. That would come later, they were heading back to Kaesstra long before Earth, and that meant T'charrl was going to be seeing his mother again. Probably taking on some new responsibilities too considering what the Queen wanted for her son, that would be interesting.

He didn't talk all that much, did he? Takeshi wasn't so sure about that, he figured he was pretty quiet most of the time. Looking at T'charrl uncertainly he turned to Shu for his opinion, smiling as he expected his little brother to back him up. "W-What? I don't talk that much! I'm not some chattering old lady!" he said defensively, his face taking on the all familiar red hue as he folded his arms over his chest. "I'm only talking a ton because T'charrl is, it's called conversation. And gah, my fists don't actually talk, and they shouldn't either! Just... Agh, this is making my head hurt." Between trying to explain things to T'charrl and Shu thinking it was all a game he was becoming quite flustered. How did Vegeta willingly teach the Kaesstrian to speak without going nuts, and how come T'charrl hadn't picked up any of [i]his[/i] patterns or words? Groaning he laid his face in his hands, running them back through his hair before looking between his brother and friend. "Okay, look. Maybe you two should try learning from each other a bit, right? Because you're both still learning, so you can learn together!" Takeshi explained, pausing before holding his hands up defensively, "But not all from me, try someone else."

This was really something else, watching these three go at it. It wasn't fighting like Haku was used to back with the Saiyans, people weren't getting angry or throwing fists, and there were certainly no people being quartered or even killed. This was a different change of pace and it was honestly really nice. For the bulk of the chatter he was covering his mouth with one hand, stifling laughs and snickers as he watched Takeshi get frustrated over nothing at all. It was weird seeing two Princes like this, supposed child prodigies that made even Elites worry at the notion of fighting them. Yet here they were, having a playful banter back and forth and joking around, that wasn't exactly the behavior of a dreaded foe. Grinning in amusement he lowered his hands, looking up at T'charrl, "Hey... You can always try some of the other people... You know?" he said, snickering again as he threw in those last two words, "Takeshi isn't the only person who knows how to talk on this ship, try that woman, Yuki or whatever her name is, she seems pretty. Uh... Pretty bright! Pretty bright!"