Vegeta didn't mean anything by the medicine comment, he just figured that was why Viral had come here. He wasn't wrong, so what was the Beastman getting all up in arms for? "Just making an observation, that's all," the Saiyan replied, his smile fading as he tossed the medicine to Yumi. There was still hesitation to let Viral self medicate, especially with his condition as bad as it was. Maybe once they had made some progress and if he still needed pills then Viral could take care of it himself, but only then. Near all of his friend's recovery had been planned at this point and time, albeit the actual work towards it was just beginning. It would be some time, weeks perhaps before Viral was going to see any real improvement. At the very least the introduction of gene therapy would have a stabilizing effect, and with luck stop sporadic transformations. Keeping it as simple as he could he went through every bit of information he'd come across, glancing up and getting a bit confused at the glazed over look Viral had. Had he lost him even with the simplified explanation? "Weeks is still a very quick recovery, Viral. The type of treatment I'm proposing can take months, years even. Your enhanced recovery coupled with technology we have will hasten the process several times over. In the grand scheme of things this really won't take long at all. Considering how long you've been ill this treatment will have you cured in the blink of an eye." Provided, of course, that everything went smoothly. Hearing someone else come into the room Vegeta glanced over at the door, his brow pulling together slightly in confusion seeing Takeshi. Now why was he here?

Yeah, it probably was a bad time by the looks of it. He'd probably just gone an interrupted some session or something, maybe that's what those images on the wall were. Crap, well he was already in the room and it would be a waste to turn around and leave, especially when T'charrl could use a hand. Smiling sheepishly as the others stared at him he rubbed the back of his head, looking at Viral when he was growled at. "I wanted to talk to him about T'charrl's condition, that's all. And Shu is just fine with him right now, I don't have to babysit him, you know." Hmph, Viral made it sound like he and his little brother couldn't be separated. Sure, they spent nearly all of their time together, doing things together. And they typically insisted on going places as a pair too, there was that. But that didn't mean they weren't capable of being on their own for a bit, they weren't that dependent. "I was just kind of hoping you could give me some advice on T'charrl. He's getting close and all but he's having a bit of hard time doing it. Got any ideas that could help him?" Takeshi asked, smiling hopefully, "He says he's having trouble remember a little part about himself, if that helps any."

Ah, that's right, the Kaesstrian needed some attention too. Since they had finished their speaking lessons he'd kind of neglected T'charrl in favor of working with Viral. Granted T'charrl's condition wasn't near as precarious but that didn't excuse the neglect. Nodding his hand understandingly Vegeta smiled faintly, scratching at his cheek. "Of course, T'charrl... Let me think... From what I've gathered a lot of his problems seem to originate from stress. If you put him under pressure or expose him to a detrimental environment then he's more prone to lose control or forget himself. That being said I think it's obvious what you would need to do for him." It was obvious to him, at least. The look of utter confusion and expectations of an answer from Takeshi was almost stifling, Vegeta nearly groaned. Forcing himself to retain his smile, albeit it twitched to show annoyance he closed his eyes impatiently, "I'm saying help relieve stress. If something is bothering him then remove him from that, or provide something to calm him. The only real thing we can do for him at this point is give him the means of focusing on what he has to focus on. In other words, make him feel relaxed, understand?"

"Oh, yeah, totally understand now! That doesn't sound too hard!" Takeshi replied, grinning as he gave a thumbs up. "Ah... But I think I was kind of part of that... I know! I'll go get fruit, that will help him relax! Thanks Vegeta!" So they had to make T'charrl feel comfortable, no problem there! All that meant was he needed to keep his mouth shut and getting some food in the guy's belly to give him energy. Turning on his heel he rushed back to the door, pausing briefly and glancing back at Viral, "Good luck with uh... Whatever it is you guys are doing! See ya!" Nice and quick, he liked that. If only all of their problems were so easy to fix. Like Shu's for instance, they still needed to get that sorted out. One thing at a time though, Vegeta and Yumi were both clearly busy and Takeshi didn't know nearly enough to help his brother. Some fruit for T'charrl was all he'd get for now, then back to his friend's room for a bit more of that meditation stuff. Which probably meant more sitting in silence... And maybe more grooming. Oh yeah, he'd sort of been playing with Shu's hair, hadn't he? Looking down at his palms the Saiyan shivered, wiping them on the legs of his pants before smiling slightly. At least there hadn't been anything in there this time, but that was a reflex he had to potentially grabbing a bug in his hand, yuck.