"There's more than one training room, we can just take another one to train in, you know? Though... I don't know, that would mean we'd have to move all the equipment too, huh...?" So maybe not as good an idea as he'd thought in hindsight, perhaps they were best to forget it altogether. Okay then, so if that wasn't going to cut it what could they do? Sheesh, this stuff was harder than he thought. Ah, so the little guy liked cuddles did he? Well maybe it wasn't normal for an older brother to cuddle with his younger brother but hey, they were hardly normal kids. He didn't so much mind doing it anyways as much as he didn't really know [i]how[/i] to do it, figuring he just basically had to hug Shu. Pulling his little brother into a hug he noticed pretty quick how it didn't seem to be working, frowning as Shu instead tried to sit up rather than be "cuddled". Easing up his grip to give his sibling that liberty Takeshi smiled apologetically, letting out a sigh as he scratched at his nose in defeat. "It's not a waste... I just don't know what to do. You want to not have to worry about this stuff anymore, yeah? So we've gotta talk about it... Maybe with someone like Vegeta, but we've gotta talk about it. How's about we drop it for now though since I'm not getting anywhere with it." He loathed to admit he couldn't help, but Takeshi wasn't going to be able to make much of any difference with Shu here, he was wasting his time. Well he couldn't do everything it seemed, shame. Hopefully either Vegeta or Yumi were available later, they would know what to do.

Considering the odd tendencies and habits of their group T'charrl really didn't stand out, at least in Yumi's opinion. Everyone had their own quirks and that's what made them who they were, the same went for their friend. Sure, perhaps changing into what he referred to as a "monster" was a little different, but again everyone could sympathize with that to a degree... Most everyone. If they were going to ostracize him for that however then both herself and Shu would have to be outcast as well. How about the other Saiyans then, hm? They were all able to turn into an Oozaru, did that make them monsters as well? Viral could transform too, so really the only "odd" one here was Vegeta. "It's okay to be scared of it, it's something you don't totally understand or have control of, I'd be scared too. But don't let that side of you determine who you are, okay? To us you're not that form, you're T'charrl." That was a fair point, could the spirit feel anything? Compared to how it must have felt with the General, Yumi was fair certain it didn't mind being with their friend all that much. Not being able to talk to it kind of made confirming that difficult, but she had a feeling being with someone like T'charrl was far from the worst thing possible. "I'm sure it doesn't mind being with a kind person like yourself, T'charrl. It's probably more than happy to be with you, I'd bet."

So they had been ordered to find Namek, no problem, the crew was happy to help those who relinquished them from Saiyan control. Sure, they were doing more or less the same as they had been before but their treatment was massively better than before; round meals, shifts, chances to do what they wanted, who wouldn't be pleased with the power change? Nah, it wasn't who was in charge that had everyone in a bit of a tiff, but rather the daunting nature of their task. Namek was in none of the databases they had onboard, nor did any of them even have the slightest notion where to even look. Space was big, putting it lightly, and their destination could be literally anywhere. Anything, even a small hint would be delightfully helpful right now. So when a call came through in the control room a few of the crew gathered around excitedly, only to become skeptical when the signal showed it was coming from a rebel ship. Not exactly who they were betting on helping them, as they had no allegiance to the rebellion compared to the Princes and their friends. They weren't enemies though, so it would only be fair to take the hail and see what they wanted. Opening up the channel then the communications officer was surprised to see not Sayomi or Korian calling, but a pair of their subordinates instead. What's more they were looking for Vegeta specifically, a curious request but one they should fulfill. "Understood, just wait one second, we'll patch you through."

Vegeta was at an impasse, not sure if he should leave Viral in the tank or take him out and operate. Would he even know what to do should the Beastman be taken out? No, loathe to admit he wasn't wholly certain what he would be doing even if his friend were to emerge, so for now he was better off inside the tank. There had to be something more that could be done besides sitting here though, anything; therapy might help some but it wasn't going to solve his degenerating state. As things were Viral was in a stasis, and though he liked to think the gene treatment was helping it was impossible to know without examining the Beastman, which meant taking him from the tanks. What a bothersome situation this was, he hated being so indecisive as he was now. Shaking his head in disdain Vegeta perked up slightly hearing the console in the medical room come to life, glancing over at the screen curiously and rising up from his chair. It was the main control room, and evidently they had someone for him to speak to. Odd, he hadn't been expecting anyone, and it wasn't someone on the ship either, of that he was certain. "Very well... Put them through," he said boredly, not really wanting to devote any time or energy to this. A few seconds later an image replaced that of the crew, and he was surprised to see two familiar faces on the other end. Furrowing his brow together curiously he folded his arms across his chest, "This is unexpected... What do you two need?"

"We're helping, for starters, so you could sound a little more grateful," Ricken retorted, frowning as he leaned back in his chair, "You Saiyans don't have any manners, do you?" Typical, they were technically allies and yet Vegeta's body language and tone just screamed he didn't want to be speaking to them. If this weren't a favor for Sayomi then he'd just as soon hang up and forget about the whole matter.

"What he means to say is hello, and sorry for the abrupt call," Sasha interjected, shooting a small glare at her brother before smiling, "We've been asked to come help you by Sayomi, it's about Viral. We heard that you're looking for Namek and we might be able to help you with that." 

Vegeta's demeanor changed pretty quickly hearing those words, his eyes widening some as he looked at the siblings in disbelief. Leaning forward some he placed his hands against the counter, glancing back at Viral's tank before the screen again. "You know where Namek is...? How in the world do you know that information?"

"Well... We don't know where it is, but Sayomi is figuring that out as we speak. As soon as she learns one way or another we're coming to help lead you there, and we're going to catalogue it's location for her too."

"She wants to know where it is in the event we need to help them," Ricken finished, "In case the Saiyans ever make a move against the Namekians. So don't think we're doing this out of the kindness of our hearts, you just happen to be a convenient step along the way."