"Viral, only the Saiyans and the RRA want to control you, no one else. None of us do, Aito doesn't, the rebels don't. There's some bad people sure but not everyone is like that. Hell, we're trying to do the exact opposite!" No no no, why was he thinking this way again? No one here was trying to do anything like that to him, so why was he saying these things? She couldn't figure out, and that was making her feel both helpless and afraid, afraid for her friend's well being. Trying anything to bring Viral back down Yumi reached out and grabbed hold of his arm, hoping perhaps something as simple as contact would be enough. Gripping his arm gently she glanced up at him, frowning sadly when he continued to go on, almost becoming hysterical as his voice rose up in volume. Having enough she shook her head disdainfully, stepping in and pulling Viral into a hug, taking his head down and laying against her shoulder as she let out a shaky sigh. "You're NOT a weapon, or a demon. People don't love those, people don't care about those. You're a person, you're our friend, you're our mentor. And you are definitely not inferior, you never have been! You have your own strengths just like everyone else, that's all. You're different, but that doesn't mean you're any worse!" 

"I don't know if smoothie time is the [i]best[/i] time, but it sure is up there!" Takeshi said, laughing as he put his hands into his pockets, "And hey, bath time is fun! And it's important, otherwise we'd be all smelly and gross all the time, you know? Staying nice and clean is important buddy." Particularly when you could be a bit of a germaphobe like he was, or anything that was a little creepy crawly really. Washing daily, sometimes twice a day, was the only way to ensure they were bug free. It was nice not to be sweaty too of course, but if he said the real reason then T'charrl would end up all bummed out. Ooooh, and here was the mess hall again, smoothies were only moments away now! Smiling eagerly Takeshi rubbed his hands together, throwing open the doors and marching in with a purpose as he began going back towards the kitchen. He thought he had heard something for a moment but dismissed it; not seconds after he heard a voice again, this time it was most definitely Yumi. Judging by the tone she sounded pretty upset, but over what? Slowing down in his steps Takeshi frowned, glancing back over his shoulder at the others uncertainly before looking at the door to the kitchen. Should they go in and see what was going on? It might be a little intrusive but what if Yumi needed help? Biting his lip uncertainly he went ahead and put a hand on the door, shaking his head before pushing it open and stepping into the kitchen to see Yumi and Viral standing there... Hugging? "Uh... Hi?"

Highly unusual that a ship would crash on Namek, if only because it seemed too coincidental. They were looking for Namek, another ship ladns on Namek, again Vegeta found himself drawing doubts. Whether this ship was a threat or not he was going to go either way, he had to confirm there was no reason for alarm to settle his own mind. "Of course, I understand. Eliminate any potential threats to the Namekians, easy enough. Though we're going to obtain the Dragonballs the well being of the locals is our priority." He never intended to inconvenience or be rude to any of the Namekians while there; if they were denied access to the Dragonballs then they would leave, begrudgingly but they would. The task in of itself was simple enough given that was their destination anyways, and should they encounter any of those creatures it shouldn't be overly difficult to dispatch of them. "We'll see to it that no harm befalls Namek or its people while we're there, of that you have my word. Do understand that while we're agreeing to see this through however we are not by any means aiding your struggle again, not just yet. Once we've ensured Namek's safety our only objectives are to see to our own, I'm sure you can sympathize with that. Once we're back to full strength however I'm sure we'll work together again."