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?”

"I don't know if he'll admit he was wrong, but he has been trying to help, you can't say he hasn't," Yumi rebutted, "Maybe he just doesn't want to have to keep giving you little things along the way? What if he's just trying to wait for the one big cure all? I don't think that's the way he should do it, but if that's his plan then we know at least why he's not giving you medicine constantly. I'm beginning to wonder if he should though." It wouldn't fix what was wrong with Viral, at most it would mask it. But at least with masking the issues it meant there was no pain, no risk of him going rampant and the Beastman's mood might even improve then. She almost wanted to point out what she was doing was that 'little assistance', but if Viral had said such a thing then maybe he didn't consider it that way. "If you keep feeling like this because he won't help then I might just punch him," Yumi said, smiling as he threw a punch playfully before sighing, "I won't get anyone else wrapped up in this, I don't want to pester the others, and I know you don't want me to either. If you really think you need the medicine though, and I mean really need it then I'll go make Vegeta give it to me. I'll tell him that I'll be with you so you can't overdose or anything like that, and that should make him relax a bit." A bonus of her having the medicine too was that Viral's and her own room were close, much closer than Vegeta's was. It would be a very short walk if the Beastman should need some pills, he could probably even just call down the hall and he would be heard.

For someone who was being told he was good at speaking Takeshi was quickly running out of ways to put this. There were just so many darn questions about what was going on and what he was saying that he had no idea how to explain even half of it. Scratching at his head he glanced up at T'charrl, smiling slightly before nodding his head. "Well yeah, we wave and all, or do a thumbs up," he explained, showing the latter before noting T'charrl's claws, "But uh... I don't know how well you can do that, so maybe just waving. I guess there are ways to talk without words when you put it that way, but a lot of it is kind of... Bad." Not having always been the kindest or most polite person he knew all sorts of things, particularly gestures that were rude, crude or plain threatening. He kept those to himself even around Shu, goodness knows someone that picked up so much from him would be repeating them around the others. Chuckling he rubbed at his nose, giving the Kaesstrian an amused look, "Seriously...? Okay, even I don't say 'you know' three times in a row. Hell, I think since this whole thing started you've said it more than I have."

Haku was having a blast watching this, you didn't get this sort of entertainment elsewhere. He also felt particularly happy to be there, even if it was just as someone on the sidelines. So that was what it was like to have friends huh? It seemed nice, and maybe he could even get into it if he played his cards right. Hard to think he was considering being friends with these three, even Shu, when not long ago at all he wanted to just be as much of a pain as possible. Well, he still wanted to be that to Shu, it was funny seeing him flustered, but he could moderate that if it took such a thing to befriend them. Trying to come to the defense of Takeshi he pointed out there were others to learn from, others frankly smarter than the Prince. Haku knew he got the girl's name wrong and T'charrl was quick to ask who that was, making the Saiyan sigh before tapping his foot thoughtfully. "It's the girl with the ears, basically the only girl on the whole ship? Unless one of those other aliens are girls, I can't tell..." he mumbled, shaking his head, "You know her, I know you do. And pretty bright means smart, that's what I meant to say, she's pretty smart!" Oops, was it bad saying something like that about her around these three? Even after considering that he had a lapse of judgement, moving over and nudging T'charrl in the side with his elbow, winking suggestively. "Don't you think she's kind of... Hot? I mean she's got a nice pair of- OW! HEY!" Suddenly he found his feet up off the ground, and what's worse his pants were being yanked up, digging into certain spots uncomfortably.

"Did you think Shu and I were just deaf all of a sudden?" Takeshi asked, watching as Haku flailed about before stopping, probably hurting his groin in all his fuss. Smiling amused he rolled his eyes before setting the boy down, figuring that his near squashed trophy was punishment enough. Let that be a lesson for talking about Yumi like that in their presence. Sure she was pretty, he'd give her that, but she was their friend, not some piece of meat. He was far from innocent when it came to women and knew that, but there was a difference between ogling someone who was almost like a sister and some random girl on the street. "Ignore that T'charrl, it's not important. What is important though is we gotta get you back to your old self!" The drawing hadn't worked at all so that was out, and he doubted they had any sort of pictures of the guy before he changed. The only thing left to do then was try describing T'charrl to himself, the old T'charrl. "Eh... Shu? You try. Tell T'charrl what he looked like before he changed and all that."

Viral let out a groan, shifting on the spot a little, “One big cure is going to take a long time and I don’t have a long time to wait”, he spoke, moving his paw around to give his back a scratch, finding having all this fur was giving him annoying urges to groom. He really didn’t want to embarrass himself but his mind wouldn’t settle down, making him feel close to being seen as a cat rather than who he really was. Grumbling away as he continued to scratch he looked away again to stop himself from swiping out at Yumi’s fist in an attempt to catch it, “All of you think I’ll overdose on purpose! I wouldn’t do it on purpose…I’m not…stupid…” he snapped but soon went quiet, looking away from her in a form of quiet contemplation. Of course he wouldn’t do it on purpose, or at least he didn’t think he would. There was the chance that he might get desperate and take some more pills, but only if he was completely out of his mind. Feeling pretty unsettled he decided to slowly stand up, his back slightly arched forward, “At least tell him to get me some painkillers if he refuses. Something to really numb the pain. I don’t care if I start seeing colours everywhere, I just want it gone. Shouldn’t wake him up now, though…hmph, really shouldn’t do that. He’s going to screw up if I wake him up and he can’t work properly! Not that I’m paranoid or anything…hmph, I’m anything but paranoid, I just…can’t risk it”.

T’charrl didn’t want to insult Takeshi or anything, but with the way things were going he was slowly starting to get him all flustered. He felt bad for being a pain to others, but of course he knew he shouldn’t when he was supposed to be learning and wasn’t doing it on purpose. Looking down at his claws he contemplated over what Takeshi meant by a thumbs up, not entirely understanding it but was giving it a shot as he made a strange gesture involving his claw, his other two fingers simply vanishing from sight in amongst his fur. He might as well had been sticking up any other finger and it still would look near enough the same, not really giving the same impact a real thumbs up might. Lowering his claws again when he realised he was probably going to irritate Takeshi by copying what he’d seen before he gave a little smile, “Just trying to understand it, that’s all. I don’t mean any harm.”

T’charrl didn’t find Takeshi too confusing, but when it came to Haku he was especially curious to his true meaning in his words. There had to be more to what he was saying, but he couldn’t figure it out no matter how hard he tried to think about it. Staring at him it seemed he didn’t fully know Yumi’s name, finding it odd that he would think it was Yuki when they didn’t sound the same, especially to him. “Uhhh, I-I don’t know…I know I’m not a girl”, he spoke, feeling unsure to what he meant but figured it he meant the same gender as Yumi. Staring at Haku, he tilted his head a little, trying to figure it out as he narrowed his eyes before gasping as he was suddenly disrupted by Takeshi, his eyes quickly going to him instead, “I-I don’t even…understand…” Whatever had brought that on had him confused, even wondering why it appeared to be causing great discomfort to Haku to be lifted up like that. Maybe it was something to do with the legs hurting, something like that.

Shu really had no idea what Haku was saying, but it certainly sounded interesting when it brought out such a reaction from Takeshi. Tilting his head a little he soon smiled once Haku was brought back down, not exactly feeling sorry for him when he was such a meanie in the first place. Turning his attention back to his friend he gave a quick nod in delight, bouncing a little at the encouragement he was being given, “Uh huh! Back to same as before!” They were so close to being able to get him to normal form, even if he appeared to change out of it rather than remain in that form. Even if he could control himself to the point where he could remain normal he should be fine, his main curiosity lying in whether whatever happened to him before had anything to do with it. Hopefully that wasn’t going to happen again, especially when it was so painful looking. Looking back to Takeshi he gave a smile, bouncing on his toes a little, “Ooh! Ooh, I could try!” he spoke quickly, looking back to T’charrl, “Ooh! Skinny arms, taller than me, big eyes, skinny body…I nearly squished you when we first met, so a lot skinny…umm…I don’t notice looks very well, but you were not same! Not same, maybe…maybe memories? Maybe Miss Yumi, she was with when happen…maybe it possible to go backward? Back to other forms, maybe? Then back to normal form? Ooh! Where’s Miss Yumi?”

Maybe that was really the issue here, Vegeta having an 'all or nothing' sort of mentality. Rather than develop little aids along the way he was working towards a single, all encompassing cure. Yeah it would be nice to have that developed but it also meant Viral was left to suffer while it was made. That didn't sound practical nor fair to Yumi, she figured they should help their friend every step of the way. To be fair though Vegeta had some valid concerns about giving Viral all kinds of medicine, some of which other people shared. There was a real concern for instance if the Beastman were to get into a funk he'd just go right to medicine. Good since that's what it was there for, but he might do it more often than he was supposed to. Overdosing on anti-depressants would, obviously, be bad, and pretty much negate the whole reason they were given. "We know you wouldn't do it on purpose, no one is saying you would. But if you get really upset, need something to help it... Can you be a hundred percent sure you won't try taking more than you should to make it stop?" If Viral really wanted his medicine on his person then he would probably have to accept having someone around him at all times. The latter was already a thing more or less so maybe Vegeta would allow it if they just went and asked. "When he's awake I'll go and see about getting you some pain medicine, and your anti-depressants. I'm going to ask how much you should take though, and I'll trust you to stick to whatever doses he tells you, is that fair?"

Takeshi wasn't so much irritated as he was flustered. It was just weird hearing someone talk like you did, and with so many other people around he couldn't understand why T'charrl picked him of all people for reference. If the guy copied Vegeta, which honestly no one probably could then he'd sound smart. Or even if he picked up how Yumi spoke he'd still sound more educated. Maybe he didn't care about that, or didn't know enough to care. Noticing his message was coming across all wrong Takeshi smiled nervously, shaking his head quickly, "No harm done, really. I just think you should learn from other people too, you know? They can help you learn to talk too. I mean heck, Shu can help even!" His little brother might not be the brightest but even he knew how to speak, that was all T'charrl needed to be instructed. Having been looking at Shu, the older boy wasn't too sure if Haku thought he wasn't paying or attention or just decided not to listen, but he certainly heard what was being said about Yumi. Taking offense he stepped over and grabbed hold of the other boy's pants, lifting him up in the most uncomfortable way possible before setting him down, smirking as he watched Haku fuss with his pants fitfully. "Unless you want that to happen again you should probably shut up, got it?" he threatened, reaching out and ruffling Haku's hair a bit forcibly, unlike Shu when it was a show of affection.

Speaking of Yumi though maybe she was the answer to T'charrl's problems. Shu brought up a very good point in that she knew what T'charrl looked like both before and after the transformation, which they would need. Not only that but she could probably describe his appearance much better than either he or Shu could, or even draw for that matter. The little guy gave it his best shot and unfortunately was a bit too vague, enough so that even Takeshi was left a bit puzzled as to what he was saying. "Yumi should definitely be able to help out, she's smart too," he agreed, nodding with a smile, "You've got to be able to change back, T'charrl. I mean it only makes sense right? Saiyans can change back and forth, though sometimes it's not always easy one way or another. And we saw Yumi leave with Viral, so they probably went to some place together. Maybe her room or his. So we should go check there before anywhere else don't ya think?"

Viral really did have quite a strong hatred towards anything medical, but he could recognise when it was something he really needed and right now he couldn’t do without it. He was suffering and that wasn’t his fault, especially when it was something beyond his control. He had little chance to cure himself so he had to rely on medicine, but he couldn’t stand what it did to him. He was a wreck because of it in the first place, he couldn’t even fight, so now it was either have that available to him or die in the most awkward way possible. It made him feel as if everything was simply for nought whenever he tried to get better, creating a reliance on something that was simply painful to go through. When Yumi presented him with the question of will he gave her a pretty long stare, eventually sighing and looking away, “The trust you people have…but, it’s not as if you’re wrong”, he spoke lowly, giving his head a short shake, “I’m surprised anyone can lend their trust to me with things like that”. Feeling a little uncomfortable he decided to slowly stumble towards his bed, not really willing to walk like an animal when he was trying to justify himself as being normal, slowly sitting down on the edge of his bed, “I will! I don’t want to look like a fool and overdose on basic medicine. I don’t want to carry on having these headaches when there’s an easy solution to get rid of them for a while…”

T’charrl certainly was confused and even though Takeshi and Shu were trying hard he couldn’t do anything but stare at them. He didn’t understand what they were saying and didn’t know if he should be concerned about that, but maybe he’ll find some way to remember what he looked like, feeling a little lost whenever he tried to think about it. It was so hard to explain how he managed to lose himself so badly, but of course he lost his mind almost completely when he changed first time, his name being the only reminder to who he was. Looking between Shu and Takeshi when Shu tried to explain his looks only to fail completely at recalling, giving a little smile, “Yumi? She is my friend too”, he spoke, placing the empty bag to the side, “I suppose. She should know how to help. She seems smart like Mother”. Slowly pushing himself off his bed he used his lower claws to support himself, looking down at his body before he sighed, “Really not a form for normal…things. I still feel weird…umm, you sure she’ll be okay with us going to see her?”

"Don't get me wrong Viral... I trust you... But there's no way of knowing what you could do if you got really bad," Yumi said, smiling sadly as she scratched her cheek, "Earlier today I never thought in a million years you might come after me, but you did. Oh, but don't feel too bad about it! I know you didn't want to do that, and I'm not blaming you for it either. All I'm saying is we can't know what will happen, so it's just easier to be safe. I hope you can understand that." Medicine, especially anti-depressants could be plain horrible if taken in excessive doses. Vegeta probably knew more on the matter than she did but there was plenty of reason regardless not to overdo it on the pills. Watching Viral as he returned to his bed she rose to her feet, lifting her arms up over her head in a stretch. Today had been fairly eventful all things considered, though she wouldn't mind a bit more training before she went to bed. Perhaps once Viral was taken care of she would see if Choi wanted to train, or one of the others. "I think he'll be perfectly alright with you having aspirin. Like I said though, let me talk to him about it. I'll try and get him to let you keep it with you so you can take it more often. As long as you just follow whatever plan he's got then Vegeta will have no reason to restrict it again." Yumi figured too that if Viral were in better health when the tests were being done they might get a more clear picture of how well the treatment was working.

So neither Takeshi nor Shu could explain what their friend used to look like. A bit of an issue sure but not the end of the world, not when they had someone else to go to. There was one more person who both met and saw T'charrl when he was his regular self and she was likely more able to describe him than anyone else could. And provided Yumi wasn't terribly busy right now then they could go ahead and go find her; Yumi wouldn't turn away the Kaesstrian if he needed help from her. "She is really smart. I mean, not Vegeta level smart, but she's still smart," Takeshi agreed with a nod. Maybe she couldn't get her mind around all the science mumbo jumbo but she should at the very least be able to describe how T'charrl had looked, or give him something to go off of. It was kind of their last stop too for this so Takeshi certainly hoped she would be able to lend them a hand. Again giving his friend a thumbs up the Saiyan headed once again for the door, opening it up and turning back to the others. "Of course she's going to be, why wouldn't she? I mean she practically gushes every time she sees Shu, and she really liked you, still does, you know? I can't see any reason she'd not want to see us." So long as Haku kept his little comments to himself they would be just fine, otherwise someone was going through a wall. Heh, he got slapped whenever he made a stupid comment or did something risky to Shu, so Takeshi couldn't wait to see what might happen if Haku started hitting on her. Surely he couldn't be that stupid, right? "Need a hand walking, T'charrl?"

Viral let out a grumble, slowly rubbing his head, “Yeah, yeah! I’m not reliable, I get it! I just hate that it’s a fact”, he spoke quickly, getting annoyed at himself for being so unstable and unpredictable. He couldn’t look after himself at this particular time and to OD to a bunch of pills would be a very dishonourable way to go; however, if he couldn’t control himself then it would feel as if it was some foreign entity that was trying to kill him. Sometimes he wondered if he was actually possessed, but then again he was just being paranoid and those awful voices probably had everything to do with his paranoia. Watching as she decided to stand he decided to move further along his bed, eventually climbing completely on top and sitting close to his pillow, “It’s not even a mental pain and I know it…but anything to kill muscular and bone pain I’ll be happy with”, he spoke, giving his head another rub, “It’s like a constant knife in my skull…and my neck hurts. There’s a reason I have a thick neck in my strongest form and I definitely don’t have it just now! Have you ever had to carry two sledgehammers on your head? Of course not, that’s a stupid question…”

T’charrl didn’t know how he would get used to walking like this in this form, his sets of arms being pretty widely split apart compared to his other forms and what he was used to. He didn’t like it and certainly didn’t see the benefit in it, but at least he still had a means to grab things with his secondary set. If they were set to constantly touch the floor then all he had was a better chance to block his lower half, his power mainly concentrated to his upper abdomen. He certainly felt imposing, but unfortunately he also felt too close to what the General turned into with his large muscles and deformed body. He did have that feeling of self-consciousness that came along with it, but maybe it was because he wasn’t using it to fight yet. Frowning as he looked down at himself his eyes soon returned to Takeshi, giving a little nod, “I-I suppose, but…maybe she might not like what I…you know, look like now”, he spoke calmly, sighing, “I mean I know I’m as, uhh…’alien’ as the other crew you picked up…not like you”. Staring down at himself he frowned before looking back to Takeshi, shaking his head, “Uhhh I’ll be alright. I got energy now. I’m just a little tired…”

"Hey now... Don't get too down, alright? We're just worried, we're not thinking this about you to be mean. I'm more than willing to give you a chance, and I'll convince Vegeta to do the same, then the pain won't be so bad, right?" How much did Viral typically take in order to feel better, just the one pill? So maybe if he took that, plus a single painkiller then he would be okay for the majority of the day. Surely Vegeta wouldn't have any problem with that regiment now would he? If they threw in other things too such as exercise or whatever to keep the Beastman busy than his overall mood was bound to improve. Maybe Yumi was being a bit overly optimistic and simplifying the problem here, but if there was a chance of lessening her friend's pain she would go for it. Giving him a funny look at the sledgehammer question she shook her head, smiling slightly as she moved over to him and took a seat at Viral's side. "I'll see about getting you the medicine as soon as Vegeta is up, I promise. I'm sure he'll come here to see you once he's awake either way so we can ask him then, right?" She would pester Vegeta until he agreed, or at the very least considered it. And if worst case scenario he refused them even then, well, she could always sneak the medicine to her friend.

Yumi was the only other person that could help T'charrl now, hopefully she wasn't busy. "Hey, she's never exactly turned Viral away either, and he's turned into a few different things now, so I doubt she'll send you away," Takeshi said, waving Shu and Haku out of the room first, "And we're all technically aliens, if ya think about it. I mean... Saiyans are alien to Kaesstrians, right? And even back on Earth Shu and I are technically aliens compared to humans, so you won't be judged by us because of anything like that. As long as you're a good guy that's all we care about, you know?" Sure, T'charrl might not look like them but that didn't make him any worse than they were. He was strong, a good friend and a good person, so with all that who cared how he looked? Granted he might give some certain people a bit of a fright now and again but that scarcely made him bad. "In that case let's get you to Yumi real quick, then back here so you can sleep, yeah?" Takeshi was actually beginning to feel a touch sleepy himself now, he would probably knock out the minute he laid in his own bed. Whether or not he went to take a nap depended on how Shu was feeling too and if they were doing anything after this. He figured probably not, the little guy had to be running out of energy soon, maybe.

Viral didn’t so much blame Vegeta for his lack of medicine than his education on the matter, always believing he knew what was right when he had no idea what he was supposed to give into other types of medicines. It wasn’t as if he was able to solve his problem immediately, he really didn’t know much other than what was happening after all. Frowning as he stared at Yumi he soon sighed, “If you think you can, then fine…convince him! He’s the kind to treat a broken leg with calculations and theories before setting it himself without medicine…” Feeling a little distracted by a combination of the pain and negative thoughts he frowned when Yumi decided to take a seat beside him, letting out a sigh as he looked away again. If she could do that then things might get a little better, maybe he’ll even be able to relax himself out of this form rather than having to rely on any embarrassments, maybe he’ll be able to sleep finally without any horrible nightmares or voices keeping him awake. “Shame he’ll probably see me like this…and question why. Hmph, this is my life…thinking about medicine and worrying over my looks. How pathetic…”

T’charrl liked Yumi and she always seemed to help her, something he’d need to repay back to her eventually. She was kind to him and even if she did tend to shout at the others she always seemed to know the right thing to do. She reminded him a little of what his mother was like, but he probably would never tell her that. Looking to the door as Takeshi signalled Shu and Haku to leave he looked back to Takeshi with a confused stare, tilting his head before giving it a scratch, “I guess so, but there’s so many that are the same as you guys”, he spoke, looking down at his body, “I’ve not seen anybody with many arms like me”. While it was normal on his planet, even with the animals, it certainly didn’t seem to be normal out here. It was just so much easier to move and grab onto surfaces with four arms so it was no wonder they all seemed to struggle in his native forests. Giving Takeshi a little nervous smile he nodded, slowly moving out of his own room, “Okay, that will be good. I will be happy”, he spoke, looking back to Takeshi, “I’m sorry you are all having to do this, I mean…you didn’t have to, but you are which is nice of you”.

Yumi was confident that, one way or another she was going to get Vegeta to agree with her. If a simple request didn't cut it then she would just hound him until he gave in, that was bound to work. The more bothersome she could be about it too the quicker Vegeta would give in knowing him, he'd just want her to stop and would give in. A bit predictable in that regard, it always worked. "Yeah... He kind of thinks into things a bit much, doesn't he? He can't just look at it for what it is, he's got to over analyze everything, like how to make a sandwich." He'd done it before too, she'd seen it! Over time their friend had gotten better but she could swear he was OCD sometimes. Taking a seat at Viral's side she reached over and placed a hand on his shoulder in a sympathetic gesture, "It's your life for now, but it won't be forever. This is the storm and there's always a calm after the storm, right?" Yumi said, smiling kindly, "And nothing is pathetic about it, both of those are legitimate things to worry over. It's not like you're some girly girl worrying over how her shoes look or something, you've got actual things troubling you." These things, these problems Viral was having too could well all go away if he was given his medicine, that was a real possibility. And any chance of alleviating Viral's woes she was going to jump at.

"Eh... Even if there's a lot like us I still don't see why you're more an alien than we are," Takeshi repeated, giving a shrug of his shoulders, "Everyone is an alien to everyone else if you want to think about it that way, you know? But there's nothing wrong with being an alien. There's only something wrong if you let be something wrong." Sure, it could be annoying sometimes when everyone knew what you were. It was in part the reason he had always loathed being in the city when he was younger, it was the attention he got just because of what he was, it was so annoying. Now he could ignore it with the help of Shu and his friends so it wasn't as big a deal, though he might snap at someone if they started asking him questions. Yeah, so maybe his people skills were still a bit rusty, but hey everyone had something to improve. "Hey, Shu and Haku are helping too, thank them too. I hate to say it but I didn't get you to calm down earlier, apparently that was Haku, yeah? Everyone's doing their bit to help you, because it's what friends do and all that. So you don't gotta thank us," Takeshi explained with a smile, rubbing at his nose sheepishly, "But you're welcome all the same buddy."

Viral did get annoyed at Vegeta’s methods of calculative precision when it came to the simplest problems in life like deciding what method of repair something needed, instead trying to create an invention to do it in an easier yet more complicated way. This was going to be the reason they might get stuck in space for ages if the ship ever got into mechanical trouble, all because Vegeta decided to see if he could calibrate it to go faster than warp speed. Everything in his treatment had to be played in the most simple fashion, hopefully coming to a conclusion and finally relieving him of his affliction. If Vegeta decided to go ahead and make it incredibly complicated just to get a hundred percent results then there was going to be problems for him. He didn’t care if something came out of this that was not predicted, they could fix it later if that was the case. “Isn’t worrying over shoes the same as worrying over your looks?” he questioned her before sighing, looking away, “This storm has lasted a long time now and I’m soaking. Those days of wondering what the rain felt like now becoming pretty realistic and it comes with lightning. If I am going to be able to last through this, I need breaks and not feel trapped in the wind. Everything feels crushed under the rubble this storm has created and having no freedom from it is making me…weak. I can’t push it away no matter what I try”.

T’charrl chuckled a little, or at least it was the closest thing to a chuckle when it was more of a clicking noise, “I think you are getting confused, but you are very similar to a lot of people here. Even you think I am strange looking, others too”, he spoke, keeping in good spirits, “It is okay though, I am fine with it, so long as fear does not gain strength”. He was well aware that he was probably the strangest looking so far, even if there was probably stranger looking aliens out there. He didn’t know what was out there or who were potential allies, just that the ones on the ship were usually shaped like Takeshi. If there wasn’t such a vast number of traits each one of them had he probably wouldn’t remember who they were as individuals, but luckily he hadn’t come across that problem. “Haku? I don’t understand how he did…but, I don’t understand the spikes thing either”, he sighed, feeling a little lost before looking to Takeshi again, “I am glad to have friends like you, though. Helping me like that. I’m too much of a danger to my people just now, I mean…the General would had been worse. Imagine if he gained this power instead of me, along with space travel. You would have terrible foe”.

"I guess worrying over shoes is the same thing as worrying about looks, just really specific... Oh but that's not the point!" Yumi said, her ears stretching as she balled her hands up at her sides, "What I'm trying to say is your worrying about how you look isn't some superficial, empty thing like that, you've got legitimate reasons and shouldn't feel bad for worrying." There was a huge difference between worrying about what clothes you were going to wear and what form your body might take on any particular day. Again her attempts to reassure Viral only ended up being turned into an abysmal take on his situation, not that she could find it in herself to blame him for that. "I know it's hard... But remember you're not alone, I'm here to help you, and so are the others. Plus I know you might not like the way he does things but Vegeta is too, and he's working on a solution. From here on out how about I stay with you from now on, hm? Vegeta can focus on working and I'll keep you company, and help when you need it. You know I won't be as overbearing as he is." She liked to think that was just his way of showing he cared and worried, which was all fine and good if it was helping Viral. He wanted to take things slow, unfortunately this wasn't about what he wanted, not anymore, and Yumi was done waiting on him completely. Time for her to take some more proactive steps herself towards getting the Beastman better.

Eh... T'charrl was right there, though Takeshi wasn't proud to admit it. He did think T'charrl looked odd but that probably was due to his whole aversion to bugs. Asking him about appearances was a little silly then because obviously there would be a bit of bias. "Well I'm similar to a ton of people here because most of us are Saiyans, I would hope I look like most of them," he remarked, smirking as he scratched his cheek, "As long as you don't go all giant bug-thing any time soon I can pretty much guarantee there won't be any fear. The bigger you get the more, uh... Well the more imposing, I guess?" He couldn't outright say he was afraid even if everyone knew it, he just didn't do that. Besides he was bound to get over it eventually, maybe, probably. He'd gotten over his fear of the dark as a kid so this was just another thing for him to grow out of, right? Takeshi couldn't really explain what Haku had done for T'charrl since he'd sort of missed it, but the Kaesstrian himself was thanking the kid so obviously he'd done something. When you came down to it aside from being a bit of an idiot, and letting his mouth run, and being all around abrasive Haku really wasn't that bad. Pain in the ass sure, but not bad. "Honestly... If the General ended up with that power and we were recovered we'd probably beat the guy," Takeshi mused, shrugging to himself, "I mean... I know we're not supposed to do it and all, but I'd kill the guy if he ended up taking you out. That's not something I let go."

Viral gave her a long stare as she only got frustrated, watching how she reacted before letting out a groan of frustration. He felt that his looks could had been fixed up if they were investigated some more, but right now he felt embarrassed by it and was constantly reminded that he screwed up pretty badly. It was going to feel the same when he felt like he was carrying around a bunch of accessories, but a lot of these were impossible to hide. He couldn’t hide his tail or horns when he was normal, maybe the fins but even then it was a minor detail compared to these things. He did notice he would get stared at sometimes and it did make him feel pretty annoyed, but he felt like he couldn’t blame them either when he looked so stupid. Staring at her as she tried to make him feel better it felt like it wasn’t going to work at all, frowning when he was seen as vulnerable even when it wasn’t put into words. Yumi offering to be his babysitter meant he was practically going to have his hand held all the way with this, not finding it particularly appealing at all either way. Sighing he lowered his head, shielding his eyes slightly with his paw, “This is already overbearing, but maybe you can ease that slightly”, he spoke, soon growling as he looked away, “I don’t know about you sleeping in my room to watch over me, though! Especially with how I am…which is what I was getting to. I’m dangerous when things go quiet and you’ve seen that. I don’t know what you’ll do when you wish to sleep if I’m like this. You two taking shifts just feels freaky to me…”

T’charrl wasn’t a stranger to fear by now, even if he was still pretty sad that it had to be directed to him when he was considered puny and weak before. He was a bit of a mockery to his enemies back on his home planet, even if they planned on ultimately using him in the end for power. He was very different to the rest of the crew so sometimes he did feel a little like the odd one out, even with their reassurances that he wasn’t all that different to a strange talking animal. “Saiyans must look like many races because your planet was not filled with them”, he spoke, giving a little nod but ended up looking a little upset when Takeshi called him out on his mutation, “I-I’m not going to! I’m not a bug-thing either…uhh, am I imposing right now because I’m…uhh, bigger?” He felt very unsure of himself on that one, feeling that he was unpredictable in the end and just prone to scaring Takeshi. He felt pretty bad about that one but it wasn’t as if it was anything he could help; he just needed to stop changing, that was all. “But you weren’t recovered and who knew if you would get your strength back too, you…umm, know what mean, yes? Our weapons are strong and you could not move well. If what happened went bad, you could would not stop him. You should not think you can beat everybody. Could you beat me?”

If Yumi and Vegeta split up their time while watching Viral then he could be constantly watched over. So long as someone was with him and could keep him out of trouble. "Whatever I have to do to help you Viral I will, you know that. I don't think I can leave you alone though, but I can try to be as least annoying as I can. And maybe I won't sleep in your room, that would be a bit weird. But... The room next to you is available, so I can always move to that room. My room is only down the hall now but being a bit closer might help some." It could be too that just having someone nearby would be something of a comfort to the Beastman. Knowing he could get help immediately instead of having to call for someone would be a big plus, and there was the small matter of having his medicine handy as well. "Okay, so no taking shifts watching you, that's out. But at the very least I'm going to ask Vegeta about getting your medicine for you. I'll keep an eye on you when you take it if that's what he needs to be alright with it, but I really think we've got to be a bit more willing to give you pills when you need them. Vegeta might know what you need to be cured but he doesn't know how to keep you happy until then." And really a happy or at least contented Viral was going to make everyone around him in a better mood as well. Trying to focus on his work couldn't be easy when Vegeta was constantly worrying about the Beastman's state of mind, and the others had to be worried a little too, so this would be doing everyone a favor.

Oops, he'd sort of spoken without thinking there, now T'charrl was getting upset. "Hehe... Uh... I mean you're not a big-bug thing right now..." Takeshi mumbled, realizing his mistake again as he shook his head, smiling nervously, "Uh, n-not that you were before either! You were just different, that's all, yeah!" He had one foot in a hole and was just going to keep digging that deeper and deeper if he kept this up. Sounding so self assured about being able to handle the General then wasn't making him look any better, especially not when T'charrl turned the question around on himself. Jeez how was he supposed to answer that? Fighting some crazy General was different than fighting a friend, no way could Takeshi do to T'charrl what he'd do to that guy. Even if the Kaesstrian went all buff and crazy they would be fighting to save him, not beat him. "Well... I mean if it came down to it I probably could. I'm strong when I'm not holding back, like on Kaesstra. Sure, they kind of roughed us up a bit but when I stopped holding back I beat them." Or killed them, to be more exact. Not exactly something to be bragging about, certainly not with Shu being so sensitive about such a thing. This whole conversation was just becoming so painfully awkward that Takeshi felt like pulling a turtle and hiding inside himself to avoid any further discomfort. "Hey, look at that, we're at Viral's room!" he suddenly announced, beaming happily at his saving grace. Stopping promptly at the door he immediately opened it up, sort of assuming that it was going to be empty. Instead was given a rather nice greeting by Yumi in the form of a flying foot to his face, sending him careening against the far wall where he smacked against it and slowly slid down in a comical fashion, smiling in a daze.

Yumi wasn't even aware someone was outside until the door had begun to slide open. She probably would have smelled whoever it was or at the very least heard them coming in. But when that door opened up she was quick to act, for whatever reason being a bit hostile and taking to the offensive. It was about midway in her kick that she saw a completely oblivious Takeshi standing at the door but there was little she could do to help herself from following through with her attack. Watching in silent shock as he was sent flying she landed lithely on her feet, cringing when he hit the wall. "Oops... Uh... Sorry about that Takeshi..." she mumbled, laughing sheepishly as she held up her hands. Out of the corner of her eye she realized too there were others here as well, namely Shu, T'charrl and that kid Haku they had picked up earlier. Blinking a few times she broke into a grin, her face reddening as she gave the trio a wave. "Oh, hi boys! Nice to see you all! Uh... Don't worry, I'm not kicking people as a new greeting or anything." Now this was a slight problem. She didn't mind seeing them but now was really not an opportune time for all of this. Viral was potentially at risk of lashing out again and now even more people were around, great. "What can I do for you? Need something?"

T’charrl didn’t like how Takeshi was talking, especially when he was supposed to have gotten over the whole association with being a thing over actually having a conscience even when he was changed. Takeshi would forever see him as some sort of overgrown thing by the sounds of it, a break from all of this not being granted anytime soon when he needed it. “Just different…umm, but I am still who I am before. Not much changes except my body and kind of my mind, but not much anymore”. He was feeling a little bad with all of that bugging him so much, everything not giving him the break he wanted anymore and was constantly hurting, but maybe that would all go away eventually once he had better control. Sighing a little, Takeshi bragging over his power being suppressed didn’t give him a clear answer or a good argument at that, finding the statement to be a little confusing, “You held back even when your friends were in danger? I’m not sure about that”. Finding Takeshi getting increasingly nervous over his own words he frowned a little before looking to the door once they finally arrived, not feeling sure about opening it immediately. With a sudden show of surprise T’charrl bounced back as Takeshi was immediately kicked by an unknown force, hiding behind his furry arms to protect himself if one should come after him.

Viral didn’t know how to feel about the increasing closeness Vegeta and Yumi would be taking, feeling that it was a wasted effort if he was normal again. It only seemed to be during heightened activity that he acted out, especially when he was changed and his activity level increased with higher energy. He felt too much like a burden since it meant both Yumi and Vegeta were not going to have much of a social life around him. He couldn’t see either of them acting casually around him like there was nothing wrong, the focus of the topic always being on his health and how progress was being made. Sighing and giving his head a shake, Viral lowered his head slightly only for his ear to twitch, his eyes immediately going to the door when he realised someone was there. Apparently Yumi had noticed it too, sending a flying kick straight for it and smacking whoever was once there in the face. Not in any mood to get seen he immediately leaped off his bed and headed straight for the corner, trying to keep out of view.

Shu squeaked when the door was opened and Takeshi was greeted with a flying foot, bouncing back a little as Takeshi hit the wall before making his way over to him quickly. Deciding to give him a poke in the face for a few seconds, Shu looked up to Yumi and smiled as she seemed to be in a fairly good mood too, “Miss Yumi!” Squeaking, Shu bounced on over towards Yumi and held his hands together, “Miss Yumi, we were wondering if you…umm, well! Friend T’charrl! Friend changed again but he also changed into normal! Friend can’t remember how, but Friend did! Friend changed to what he is now, but we were wondering if you could help him maybe change into normal again? He no remember, no remember! Not know what he looks like anymore to change back and that’s sad so maybe Miss Yumi can help Friend T’charrl maybe, yes? Takeshi tried with scribbles, but it didn’t help a bit, so maybe Miss Yumi can? Why you in Mister Viral's room with no Mister Viral...?”

It was probably just as well Takeshi got knocked out for the moment, his mouth was only getting him into deeper and deeper trouble with T'charrl. Not that Yumi knew what was being said, she'd just gotten defensive of Viral and reacted in a split second. She felt pretty bad seeing the boy sitting against the wall all slumped over even if she knew he was going to be fine, it would take more than a stray kick to do him in. Smiling nervously she turned to the others of the group, waving to them with a light laugh. She needed to keep them out here and away from Viral, goodness knows he didn't want any visitors at the moment. Watching Shu as he sprang over to Takeshi then came over to her she addressed him by reaching out and tapping his nose playfully, doing little to deter the string of words that spewed forth. In typical Shu fashion everything came out all at once, in jumbled words and so quick it was a bit tricky to follow. Had she not spent so much time around him before now she'd have been totally lost, but their time together made it a bit easier to decipher.

"So you're still trying to get back to normal then?" Yumi asked T'charrl, twitching when Shu then asked about Viral. Glancing at the open door briefly she smiled at the young Saiyan, shuffling over and closing it slightly, putting herself between it and the boys. "Viral is uh... With Vegeta right now, they're busy. I'm just doing some tidying up since he hasn't been in there in a while, that's all." Lying really wasn't her strong suit, hopefully even if they picked up on her fib they didn't press it. Shifting her weight a bit on her feet she then decided to try bringing the conversation back to their Kaesstrian friend, it was an important matter after all. "I would be happy to help you T'charrl, but um... Well how do I? I'm sorry but I'm not Vegeta, I don't know what's going on with you really. I'll do whatever I can to try of course but I can't promise what I'll do will make a difference." Yumi was open to lending a hand if it was needed, but what could they hope she could offer that the others couldn't? Maybe she was a bit more compassionate than Vegeta, or a bit more patient even, but those weren't going to solve T'charrl's problems. "Tell me what you need from me, and I'll tell you whether or not I can help you, sound fair?"

Jeez, what in the hell hit him? One minute he'd been standing there opening the door and now he was flat on his ass, his whole face feeling like it had been flattened. Groaning faintly Takeshi lifted a hand to rub at his face and winced when he touched it, opening his eyes and blinking blearily. Ah, there was Yumi, just the girl they'd been looking for. This was probably her doing considering her tendency to smack him, and he might snap at her for knocking him out if he wasn't unsure she would do it again. Instead he got to his feet, a hand nursing his cheek as he listened in to the tail end of the conversation. "Unh... He doesn't remember what he looked like, he needs to be reminded," Takeshi explained, gesturing to T'charrl with his thumb, "He was normal before and then changed again, and we think the trick is he's gotta know what he looked like. So all you need to do is explain that to him, you know? Plain and simple."

Shu gave a quick smile to T’charrl, seeing him all retreating into his fur to hide from the surprise. Despite the size of his friend he was still pretty shy around the others, but he couldn’t blame the guy. Even he was still shy over his own looks and T’charrl was constantly changing so it was no wonder the guy was a little shy at this point. He wondered how his mother might react upon seeing her son again, knowing he wasn’t going to be completely the same considering what they saw earlier. If Yumi could help him then that would be great, so long as she wasn’t all busy with Viral with something. Tilting his head a little as if trying to see passed her he soon bounced a little on his toes, smiling when she gave him the answer, “Ooh! You’re in his room. You got lost!” he bounced happily, not seeing anything strange about it. If Viral wasn’t in his room then that was okay, he was just curious to his location since he was expecting him to be in his own room.

T’charrl didn’t know whether it was safe to come out of his little retreat until Yumi sounded like she had calmed down after her little kick, but luckily that happened pretty quickly and she seemed generally pretty happy to see them. Slowly lowering his claws as Shu chatted to her he looked between the pair curiously, frowning a little when Shu ran his mouth off to Yumi. He didn’t want to interrupt anything and it wasn’t as if he couldn’t smell something funny from the room, or rather the smell that had rubbed off onto Yumi. She was lying about Viral for some reason, but he wasn’t going to say anything about it when he knew the Beastman could be dangerous if he got angry. Slowly brushing his antennae back he decided to stand up a little, keeping to a crouch with his claws close to him, “U-Umm, well uhh…i-it’s hard to explain”, he spoke, lowering his head a little, “I have found my true form, but I need to remember what I look like and, umm, they did try, but…umm…” Looking to Takeshi, it seemed he was going to be his saviour in all of this and give a clearer explanation to his problem, looking back to her and giving her a smile and a nod. It was hard to describe such a specific amnesia, especially when understanding it right away was a problem, “The General’s energy really hates me, so I can’t remember”, he smiled a little, “I want to be able to remember again”.

Getting lost wasn't exactly what Yumi was getting at, but if Shu bought that then she wouldn't say otherwise. Whether the others bought her story or not she didn't particularly care, T'charrl was polite enough to not intrude and Takeshi was probably still edgy over getting a foot to the face as a greeting. Even with the younger boy buying her story he still tried to take a peek, making Yumi in turn lean over slightly to block his view. There really wasn't a discreet way of hiding Viral without completely ignoring him and leaving him be, but she couldn't do that. Hoping for a bit more of an explanation from someone she looked between the group, finally getting some semblance of what the request was from Takeshi. What an odd thing to come to her about, she wasn't so knowledgeable on transformations, that was more Vegeta's kind of thing. If it was just trying to remember what T'charrl had looked like before though then maybe she could help with that. "So you need to remember what you looked like... Okay, shouldn't be too hard," Yumi replied, smiling confidently and nodding her head, "I don't know how describing how you looked will help, but I'll do my best."

To be doubly sure that Viral wasn't going to be disturbed Yumi slowly closed the door, inwardly praying that the Beastman wouldn't do anything in this brief moment with the others. "Let's see, what you looked like before..." she began, folding her hands in front of her and stepping closer to T'charrl. "Well you were definitely smaller, but that's a given. And your fur was lighter. Almost like... Shu's hair light, but more brown than orange. What else..." Recalling something like that from so long ago was a little tricky, she had known T'charrl in his other forms longer than she did her original. Wanting to help still Yumi closed her eyes, tapping her foot as she furrowed her brow in thought. "You were thin, probably about as thin as we are. There were no spikes like there are now, and your eyes were smaller. Your antennae hung down over your face a bit, your arms weren't as long... Uh... And your wings tucked up all nice and neat on your back." Was there anything else she was missing then? She wracked her brain for more details but the rest was either probably too minor to mention or were superficial, being clothes or items he had with him at the time. Opening her eyes again she glanced up at T'charrl, smiling hopefully, "Did that help at all? Or even a bit? I can try thinking of some more if you need it."

T’charrl felt like he was intruding by asking her this, seeing how she was obviously wanting to be with her friend but was reduced to seeing to him and about his appearance. He always felt bad when someone was more concerned with him than what they were actually doing before, knowing he was supposed to be patient regarding others. It was difficult to keep out of other people’s business when everyone seemed concerned about him, but then again it wasn’t as if he could blame them when he was essentially a monster. “Umm, i-it’s just an idea. Something to try and see if it works first”, he spoke lowly, looking passed her a little as she closed the door. He didn’t know if this was a good idea, he felt pretty guilty now knowing that Viral was in there all alone now while he was taking up her attention. Giving his cheek a little scratch he looked down at himself when Yumi tried to describe him instead, not really giving him much of a clue beyond colour and size so far, “Umm, okay…smaller, different fur…” he mumbled, not really imagining that too well. Looking back up to Yumi when she continued he smiled a little, knowing he was getting a little bit more information but was trying to be polite in saying he still didn’t have much of a clue. He could imagine it, but all he did was manage to get the image of other Kaesstrians rather than himself. “Umm, it helped…a little. Only thing is…all I’m seeing as my own people in that colour”, he spoke with a smile before sighing, “It’s always been a problem. Always someone else in my place. I can’t remember what I’m supposed to be. I can remember everyone else around me, my friends and family…but…well, you see my problem, right? It’s like a block I can’t get around”.

Viral continued to listen into the conversation, finding it a little annoying that they decided to come to his room in the first place for something like this. There was plenty others who could tell him these things so he didn’t know the logic of coming to his room or waiting for Vegeta to wake up. Slowly moving around from his spot to get listen better he soon heard Yumi closing the door instead. Growling a little he jumped up and around towards it, sitting in front of it before pressing his ear against it to try and continue listening. He didn’t want to lose his mind in his own room because there was nothing to distract him from everything else, finding it all to be a little worrying when it was so easy to lose it. This was probably the most difficult part of keeping his mind together, especially when everything that was going on was unclear to him right from the very start.

It was a bit hard to really describe T'charrl on the spot like this. She hadn't given her friend much thought in terms of his appearance and a lot of the detail was hard to grasp at off the bat. Still Yumi did try, yet it sounded vague even with her best attempts. If she had a little more time to herself to mull it over she could probably get it a lot more detailed, maybe even draw something to help illustrate her point. All her attempts sounded to do thus far was remind T'charrl of his own people, fine if the problem was he didn't know where he had come from. Smiling apologetically she nodded her head, "Okay, I'll work on that then, no problem! There's got to be another way I can help though..." Hm, describing didn't really help at the moment, she would need time for that, and the same could be said for drawing. "I can picture you perfectly fine in my mind, that's the thing. I remember when we first met too, when Shu tripped over you in the forest. You were all covered in twigs and leaves and looked beat up, remember? We took you to see your mother, and she was happy... I think. Kind of hard to tell since she hit you when she saw you. But everyone there seemed nice... The Captain, your mother, the Doctor..." Yumi was rambling a little and realized that, laughing lightly as she folded her hands together again. "Sorry, I kind of got carried away there. I can see you in all those events, but it's a bit difficult to describe you right now. Do you think there's anything else I can do to help?"

Huh, that's right, Yumi had actually known T'charrl longer than he had. Yet Takeshi found himself around the guy more than she was, not that it was her fault, she had other people to be with. Come to think of it though he should really be better able to describe it himself, he'd known T'charrl for a fair while in his normal form too. "So she said you were smaller, thinner, had different fur and all that, right? Maybe there's something else we can add..." Eh... Like Yumi though he wasn't able to come up with any more descriptions no matter how much he wracked his brain for words. Yumi going on and rambling a bit about what they did together sidetracked him a little and got him thinking about what he'd been a part of himself, which honestly there weren't very many good ones that came to mind at first. "Or like when you, Shu and I went back to see your mother, you know? And that General, your dad I mean, he was there. And the lady hit me for saying something, I don't even remember what..." Takeshi mumbled, trailing off a bit at the end, "Why do all the women slap me...?"