Takeshi was sore in all the wrong places right now, not to mention he'd made a total fool of himself. To his surprise though Shu didn't immediately begin laughing when he took a tumble, though the little guy did come down to no doubt tell him how he'd messed up. Groaning as he laid himself out flat he squirmed uncomfortably, having no desire to move any time soon as he turned his head to look at his brother. "Oh really...? I thought we were supposed to attack the branch with our crotch!" the older boy retorted, wincing as he sat up abruptly and pulled something. Laying back down on his back Takeshi let out a long winded sigh, one hand going up and gingerly prodding at his red face. It didn't hurt much, but it probably looked like he'd been out in the cold and his face had gotten all rosy as a result. "I could have done it, I just... Messed up a bit, that's all. I'll get it next time." Sheesh, where was this fruit already? If it didn't show soon they were going to end up back in the trees, which meant he'd be trying the trick again, which probably also meant he'd end up flat on his ass once more after screwing it up.

The King wasn't trying to frighten T'charrl any, just to enlighten him on his ability. It was clear the Prince had never been told anything about it, through lack of knowledge or maybe some misguided desire to protect the boy. If he truly wanted to be safe with his power he needed to know what it was, as only then he could handle it properly. Using the story of the corrupted Kaesstrian was meant to be a teaching tool as well and yet it only appeared to unsettle T'charrl even more. It wasn't all bad though, there was a way to undo what had been done to the boy. "We don't need the man to do that though, that's the beauty of it. Nor do we need the spirit to tell us who it is," Aseel explained, smiling confidently, "We know the shrines in and around your kingdom, and I'm sure someone back home does as well. It's a simple matter of checking them all until we find which one was disturbed, something that would take less than an afternoon with enough manpower. Once we do that we simply restore the place in question and there you have it, your change will undo itself." That is, IF T'charrl wanted to undo it. There was a lot of power that came with harboring a spirit, enough so that some people wouldn't have minded the mutations and struggles it could bring on. He had a feeling however the Prince wasn't such a person, that he'd want more to return to his old self than retain this power.

Pyrus had finally managed to get back to the courtyard, with no small amount of headaches mind you. The King had purely asked for some fruit for himself and his guests and yet the cooks had toiled for minutes trying to debate on what best to serve the Saiyans. Meats? Breads? Some combination of the three? The adviser had to chide them back into just making the simple dishes, as both himself and Aseel figured their guests would enjoy the dishes regardless of what they were. At last he had gotten five cooks to follow him to the courtyard, each with a platter bearing a different kind of snack. Standing at one of the archways into the area he looked at how the group had spread out, tilting his head curiously before entering and clearing his throat. "Pardon us, your Majesty, but we've brought the food you requested," Pyrus explained, smiling as he let the cooks walk by him. It was a nice varied assortment, from fire seared fruits to fruits dipped in cream, and fruits tossed together with a bit of zesty leaves to make a salad of sorts. "We hope the food is to your liking, my friends. Please, if you need anything else let us know." One by one the platters were set down, and each cook took a small bow to T'charrl before turning and making their way back to the kitchens. Pyrus wasn't far behind them, making sure everything was delivered before taking his leave as well. 

"Delightful! I know I just ate, but I was looking forward to this all the same," Aseel said, smiling as he rubbed his claws together, "Let's continue this discussion of ours after some food, hm? I would hate for you to miss out on some of this, and we've enough time to talk more afterwards I would think." Perhaps too some nice food would settle the boy's nerves, as it was obvious right now he was a little uneasy. Making a decision not in the right of mind could be bad, so they were better off letting T'charrl relax anyways. "Come, friends of T'charrl, come enjoy the food! Eat as much as you'd like!"