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."