Yumi cringed slightly when Viral snapped again, her ears folding flat in disappointment as she looked down at her feet. Yeah, they all were trying but none of it was working. It was a bit upsetting that all of their efforts so far were for naught, and everyone was pretty much banking on Vegeta coming through in the clutch with a cure. She kept trying but didn't appear to make any real progress, not unless she could forcibly change Viral as she had done before. She could give him what he wanted, that breathing room, and it might just do some good. Having to focus on this issue constantly could wear anyone down, especially the person who was experiencing it. Okay, so maybe she'd been about this all wrong and she should be trying to distract Viral, not help him cope. Looking up at Viral she frowned seeing more blood trickling, thinking he'd only just pierced the skin before. She needed to do something about that first, but he'd probably kill her if they turned around and went back to Vegeta. "Beating them with my fists is a lot more satisfying though," Yumi replied, smiling slightly as she grabbed the Beastman's paw. Pulling him aside quickly she tugged him into the nearest room they could find open, another small supply closet. Her face already reddening from what she was about to do she reached down and took off her long shirt, wearing only a camisole underneath as she began tearing the sleeves into shreds. She was going to put it back on after she was done, but it was easier to work with it like this. "Lean down, please? I want to cover up those wounds of yours," she said, blushing quite a bit at having taken off the shirt. "We can't be doing anything when you're bleeding."

"Tch... Friends because they were told to... Those aren't friends, those are creeps who want something," Takeshi scoffed, frowning disdainfully. Like he had said he knew just how that was, nobles had done it to him with their children on Kortal. It was a smaller part of the reason he'd been so depressed on there, to think he was only being sought after because of who he was as the King's son and nothing else. Wanting to leave the whole Viral discussion alone now he mostly brushed off what was said, only offering a slight "Yeah" to confirm what T'charrl had asked. That wasn't wholly wrong, he and Viral were both friends and rivals, in his eyes at least. Still finding some juices on his fingers the Saiyan narrowed his eyes, giving the tips a quick licking to try and clean them off more thoroughly before asking Shu about playing on Kaesstra. He doubted he had to ask, knowing the little guy that was pretty much the only thing on his mind at the moment. His brother wouldn't be the only one wanting to play and have fun though, there was one other person in the room who probably did as well. "Yeah I'm sure, I wouldn't be asking if I weren't," Takeshi responded, grinning as he laid his head back against the wall. "If you don't know any places then we'll find one, no sweat. I mean look how big your planet is, and how much of it isn't all developed. We can find a neat place no problem, I'm sure. Somewhere maybe where no one else is, then we can do whatever we want." Shame that T'charrl hated water, they could look for a lake or something to go swimming in. Racing around in the trees might be their best option, there were certainly no shortages of those above ground. "If you can't find us a place then whatever, we'll find a place. No problem, you know? Just come have fun with us!"