Shu probably didn’t have much of a care to whether they were Saiyans or some other aliens when they were messing around with him, only that they did it and it really did cause a lot of harm when it happened and not because of their race that it happened. Whether they were Saiyans or not didn’t matter when it came to violence. Takeshi probably thought of them as all Saiyans in the labs but there was a lot of other races too and their morals for hurting them in the experiments were probably lessened because they weren’t afraid of angering the King by hurting a fellow Saiyan, even if he didn’t really look entirely like one. He was still confused to where he belonged and the experiments definitely brought it out a lot more doubt. He wasn’t going to tell Takeshi about that, he knew what he’d be told and it wasn’t really expecting a detailed answer. The hair only started to grow when everything started to get too much for him, but he did get suspicious about it and why he had it in the first place. If they changed something in him whenever they got control of his other form to experiment on he wasn’t aware of it. For now, Shu was wanting to play with his brother after being offered, giving him a hopeful smile as he bounced a little. “Ooh! Maybe! Ooh! I wonder what Mister Vegeta like to play? I like to play anything!” Playing ball sounded pretty good, feeling all sorts of happy over that possibility but he really didn’t understand what kind of game of ball Takeshi was talking about. He’d happily learn if it was going to be like that. Squealing happily he jumped when he heard Yumi’s voice, immediately turning and giving her a happy wave.

T’charrl was really trying to understand her way of talking but was certainly managing to get confused a lot, hopefully not too much as to annoy Yumi. While it probably made sense in his language too he still had trouble understanding such imagery in hers, feeling that it was more of a gesture to help him feel more comfortable. “Maybe because we couldn’t speak their language and they got frustrated…or maybe because they wanted to watch over us first before they did something with us. I don’t know. If I was an invading force and saw energy firing out of the planet I would want to find out what it means…it also stopped your technology from working too, right? If I was a bad guy I would want to see why that is too before doing anything really bad”. He didn’t understand why his planet was the only one he had come across that had energy spouting from it, finding it all just too strange that they didn’t. They probably thought it was strange that his spouted energy, but that was to be expected. “Fighting means they get energy because they get worshipped and prayed to, but peace is also good because they still get worshipped and prayed to for good health and happiness. It must be hard work being a spirit”. Technically the spirit had already been helping him keep stable and not end up going crazy, but then again it was weak so maybe its power wasn’t overly maddening even if he did try to eat the General the first time he changed. Giving her a little smile he gasped when he was grabbed again, stumbling a little when he was pulled towards the door. “O-Okay! Fun? Uhh, s-sure…” While not really knowing what her type of fun was he was going to go along with it, hoping maybe he’d finally understand what their kind of fun was. Letting her pull him along he looked up and down the corridor, gasping a little when Takeshi and Shu suddenly emerged. He wondered if they had the same idea, especially considering Shu was bouncing around despite their friend being in trouble.

Viral knew he wasn’t well but he wasn’t prepared to stay around in one spot and wait for things to get worse before he would get better. Even if Vegeta was doing all he could do to help him he knew a healing tank wasn’t going to fix his genes. Whatever injuries he had they were not healed so that wasn’t going to be a problem, but mentally he was still pretty broken. He didn’t know if Vegeta had his medicine finally prepared and had already stated him on the road to his therapy. He certainly wasn’t feeling all that great compared to when he was last awake so it was a possibility. He didn’t look any different compared to when he was last awake, he hoped. To feel the chill like he was now was probably the most worrying aspect, especially when he had managed to tolerate it last time. He would still feel the cold even when wandering the freezing planet but not to the point where he felt like he had to bundle up and shake furiously to recover from it. Groaning as he wrapped the robe around himself too he looked to Vegeta, frowning slightly when he was questioned about it. “As if I was sitting in an icy bath and immediately got out into the winter wind…” he spoke lowly, sighing, “At least…I don’t feel too hot and unable to function…” He certainly felt better for being out of that tank, even if it meant he could have his vitals monitored. He was sure Vegeta could find another way to hook him up to something that could help monitor his vitals but right now he wanted to move before he might lose his mind completely. He figured his mind would go first before his body, but with his mind being made stable for now it was his body that was really feeling the struggle. Staring down at himself for a moment as he tried to recover his vision he frowned at Vegeta’s optimistic attitude. “A few hours? It’s not going to take a few hours”, he spoke slowly, just hoping his brain could keep up, “Even if we bring back your parents…they will still have to make the cure…and even then, it may take weeks. You said so yourself. You should concentrate on finally being with them after all these years…”