It was at this point that Viral wasn’t feeling all that great, probably because all this stress gave him a headache strong enough to cause a nosebleed. He was already sick of the smell of blood, or rather sick of smelling his own. He did wonder if there might be a point where he’d collapse, but luckily he wasn’t quite at that point where he might slip away while flying. It would had been more of an inconvenience for Yumi, she would need to carry his limp form all the way back to the ship and dump him on the medical table in the most undignified manner. “Those things won’t come after me unless I’m in the water! It’s blind in the daylight”, he spoke quickly, ending in a sigh, “Why do you worry about creature like that when you’re used to blasting things anyway…” It seemed a little trivial to worry about something like that, but whatever. Managing to slip on his boots calmly and wrap his scarf around his neck he let out a brief sigh before turning his attention to Yumi who suddenly hoisted him up, not really giving him a chance to get ready for it, “Would you give me warning??” he growled before having to hold his head, not feeling good at all after that sudden lift.
 
Getting a second meal wasn’t out there for a Saiyan, especially when all of them bar Vegeta were pure blood and could eat tons if they wanted to. They weren’t low on energy or nothing so meals of this size and the other were okay, but after a battle they could eat mountains. Hearing Kabocha agree with their need to try the food from this place certainly was a relief; after all, sitting here eating food that didn’t come from their place was a little rude. Kai couldn’t decide whether he was looking forward to trying the restaurant food when the stuff that was homemade was often better, especially when it was nice and fresh as opposed to packed up and prepared. It wasn’t a big deal for Kai though, especially when he had never had food served to him like that. “You in a good mood? That’s certainly a change from the usual”, Kai spoke calmly, picking up a piece of fruit, “It can’t be the money since it can’t keep you happy all day. What exactly is giving you that good mood? Is it independence from your parents?”
 
T’charrl decided to watch Takeshi as he stumbled over the thought he was trying to project to him, finding it a little amusing to see him try so hard. He definitely sounded pretty sure of himself and was willing to go through everything he could think of that would demonstrate his point, some things which he didn’t even know. His kind didn’t really take note of the age as much as stages and the day they hatched which he guessed was what a birthday is. “Oh, I see”, he spoke, lowering his gaze a bit as he stared at the grass, “We have a day where we celebrate when someone hatched…also when we change into what I am because…that’s a special day too. We eventually grow into adults. I’m not an adult, I’m uhh…fifteen Kaesstrian years. I don’t know if your world has a different year length, but even then I have lots of experience and same age when people sign up to be scouts. I have a lot of experience because of Father, I suppose…”
 
Shu never really cared much for age since it was irrelevant to him but hearing about it was certainly interesting. He just knew he was a year younger than Takeshi because of what their own father said he did. He didn’t know how long it took for a baby to be born but it would had probably taken a while between the pair of them. Rocking back and forth in the grass he got all excited when Takeshi remembered food, bouncing over a few steps before sitting down again. “Get Friend better and food! It’s good plan! Friend will be okay, yes? Your friend will be back soon”.