"Well I don't know, Vegeta probably thought of something that could help you and he wants to go back for it. That's the only thing that makes sense to me," Yumi remarked, giving a shrug of her shoulders, "Maybe it is the energy he needs, or maybe it was something else entirely. We won't know unless we ask him or until we get there now will we?" It was a bit beyond her and Viral to try and understand how their friend operated. As odd or sporadic as his methods might seem sometimes they near always produced results, the results they wanted. Sure, dealing with Viral was on a whole different level than anything they had done before, it was the work of Aito they were talking about, the only man who could probably dwarf Vegeta's intelligence. Trying to rise to that level was a huge undertaking, even for Vegeta. Still, he had the ethic, and as Viral and Yumi both thought he certainly had the determination for it. The solution may not come quickly but it would come, she was positive of that. "We both know he'll work until he finds an answer, his pride won't let him do anything less," Yumi said, smiling as she laughed slightly, "So try thinking of it as just a matter of time until you're healthy again, because it is."

Yumi just really wished Viral could be a little more optimistic. If she had any remote clue how her whole influencing his emotions bit worked then they may be able to do just that. She hadn't thought of posing that question to Vegeta yet, but now that they were going to see him she just may have to. If she could calm down the Beastman just by simply willing it then there was no need for medicine, which was good because none of them were overly fond of using it. Plus she was already with Viral most of the time anyways as of late so it wasn't a huge effort to keep them together. Viral would likely prefer that too, it meant he would have company and not really have to rely on much other than another's presence. As if on cue Viral began asking about whether Yumi would leave him or not, spewing all sorts of reasons for it. It was like he wanted her to leave almost. "I'm not leaving and that's final, I don't care what you do," she reaffirmed, sighing as she shook her head, "If Choi comes to get me I'll tell him later, if you're silent then I will be too, I don't mind. If you insult me then I know it's not you speaking, I won't blame you for it. I'm more patient than you give me credit for, Viral. I can take a lot before I snap." Her little slaps of people being annoying were far from her snapping, she just found it a good way to get certain boys to shape up. Smiling at the sight of Vegeta's lab ahead she slowed a bit when they got to the door, glancing back at Viral with her hand on the panel, "I'll say nothing other than what we discussed, promise," she whispered, opening the door before stepping in. "Vegeta? You have a minute?"

Hm... So, this should be the entire map of Viral's genetic coding. Anomalies were highlighted and blown up for easier visual reference, Vegeta knew what he was looking for now. The best approach to this would likely be some form of cell therapy, he figured, if he was to take a page from his own playbook. A safe way to repair cells after all was by using those very same cells. That would mean a bit of invasive surgery to extract samples, that could easily be done with something as simple as a syringe. A bit of careful examinations and he should be able to find the same cells and with any luck go from there. Staring at the display on the wall thoughtfully his eyes swiveled to the corners when he heard the door open up, glancing back to his work when he heard who it was. "I suppose I do... It's not as though I'm busy," Vegeta said, rubbing his head as he turned to greet Yumi and Viral. It was a bit nice having them here, admittedly, just to break the monotony of his work. Just because he was doing it didn't mean it was wholly enjoyable, it was more of an innate drive to accomplish this that kept him going. Taking one glance at the Beastman his lips pulled up faintly, walking around the desk and heading over to the cabinets, "I'm assuming you're here for your pills? I just finished synthesizing a fresh batch, these should last a while."