Viral didn’t see how Vegeta could hurt him while trying to deal with mental symptoms, feeling that it was all just for nought anyway so there was never going to be harm done in the end. He was not going to care if anything went wrong when dealing with his mentality, it wasn’t as if it wouldn’t be his own fault for being too stubborn to accept the help in the first place. He didn’t get enough treatment first time round, now he was struggling to contain himself. “Vegeta just doesn’t want to admit he doesn’t know what he’s supposed to do about it, but everyday these headaches make me wonder if he’ll ever suck up his pride and just try to make it better. I thought Ikura gave him advice about it”, he spoke lowly, giving his head a slow shake, “Even just a little bit of assistance would keep me content”. He didn’t care enough for his wellbeing so long as it made him feel better. He wanted to be completely independent and not have to be constantly watched over like a child. “Unless you’re planning on punching Vegeta until he gives you the code, I doubt doing that would work”, he grumbled, not looking too pleased with Yumi’s lack of thought behind her words, “You could try that, but I doubt they’ll want you to know without consulting Vegeta about it first. Even if you did punch them into submission, you can imagine they would tell him after. Think if we threatened Vegeta he’d give me them…hmph, maybe that’s too cowardly…maybe you can threaten him”.

Now that was just going to confuse T’charrl, wondering why Takeshi did that kind of thing if it was a bad thing to do. If punching people wasn’t a greeting and was something that was generally considered rude then it wasn’t much different from his culture, probably the best way to look at it. Scratching his head a little he tried to think around it, frowning slightly at the revelation that he really didn’t know much of at all anything about their gestures of friendship or simply greeting someone. “So…you still wave to talk, right?” he frowned, trying to think it all through, “I know what a lot of words mean…I think. I mean, they are in correct way, right? Don’t know what some words that are by themselves mean. A phrase is easier than a word. You know! You know. Know? Uhh…to…understand…but to you…”

Everything was so hard when it was by itself, making him feel a little concerned that he was not trying hard enough to learn a foreign language. He was doing his best and using every opportunity to use it, even listening to everyone talk helped a lot. He wanted to go through a lot of the words he was actually saying instead of going by phrases, probably why he was picking up on phrases the most and annoying Takeshi. It was certainly rather difficult when he got down to it, but he really was putting a lot of energy and time into learning the basics. Trying to think through it all and concentrate beyond the banter he soon looked up at Haku, staring at him curiously before tilting his head, “Huh? Uhh, woman? Uhh…” he stumbled, feeling really confused now, “Pretty…uhh, pretty bright? I don’t understand, who is Yuki?”