"I don't like that word... But yes, I suppose it is revenge. After all we can't just let what was done to us go unpunished, right? But I guess we're trying to help other people from not having to go through that too. We know first hand how bad it can be, so maybe if we can do something to stop it others won't have to experience it too." Yeah, Yumi much preferred that explanation as opposed to simply being 'out for revenge'. If anyone was seeking revenge in this war she figure honestly it was the rebels, and her little group was more just fighting to keep themselves safe. If she were to say that aloud however it'd skew how Kiton saw everyone, and right now she was trying to just make him comfortable with being around them. "You say that like we're not constantly surrounded by trouble already," Yumi joked, smiling as she shook her head, "If you've got baggage then we'll take it, and we'll help. You won't be the first or the last person who brings something... New, to the table, I'm sure." All things considered this was a civil enough conversation, so Yumi was a little disappointed when it was brought to an end. Then again perhaps not, the reason for it ending was the apparent finish to the battle. Watching Vegeta just up and get to steering the shuttle she let out an audible groan, getting up to try and stop him unsuccessfully. Stubborn idiot, his wounds were going to take forever to heal if he didn't just relax.

Honestly, what was Shu's aversion to having a little blood on his hands? Sure, you wouldn't exactly go licking your fingers afterwards, unless you were insane, but there was worse stuff to get on them. It was his brother's too anyways, not like he'd just fought someone and was covered. Eh, maybe it was just a desensitized thing, Takeshi doubted he'd be as eager to clean his hands as the little guy was. Watching him with slight amusement as he went about wiping his hands he glanced out the door, wondering where the nearest body of water was for Shu to use. "I mean you can smile without showing your teeth, you know. Maybe the guy can't full on grin, but nothing's stopping him from just smiling." Well, except maybe feeling sick and like your life might be drawing to an end, that could be a real mood killer. Like everyone else, Takeshi became quickly alerted by the sudden flash of light, though not putting two and two together and assuming it was Viral. All he knew was it wasn't the monster, that thing used some sort of black energy, so it meant one of their friends had done it. Eager to see what had happened he tried to get out of his seat, wincing as pain shot up his legs and he quickly sat back down in the chair. "Bah... Stupid legs. I'll fly over there, I don't need them!"

Vegeta didn't know exactly what to expect coming out here, whether Viral would even be conscious after that exertion or not. The first thing he saw was Enki, towering over the shuttle and himself as it loomed over the battle sight, appearing to be worn out and off. The fact that the Beastman had used to much energy concerned him, he wasn't sure how well his friend's form could sustain itself like that. Even if there was the chance of Viral being out he had to check for any response, also somewhat wary he may not wholly be himself either. After calling out his friend's name there was a painful moment of no reply, a sinking feeling setting in his stomach. Then, finally, Enki began to shrink down and Viral was shown, still changed but hardly looking feral or out of his mind. Smiling weakly at his friend, Vegeta walked over to him and began looking him over, wondering if he had any serious injuries from the fight. "You... Well you killed it, well done," he said, placing a hand on his injured shoulder as he chuckled faintly, "Unbelievable... You do realize you just saved Namek, don't you? If the Namekians know what had happened here you'd be considered a hero, I imagine. Well done, I'm sure father will be proud as soon as he finds out."

Yumi wasn't sure what to expect of T'charrl, having never quite seen him do this before. He looked even more changed than Viral did, and given how the Beastman was a mix of things that was saying something. Even so, she had to try and help him, even if she had absolutely no idea how she would go about doing so. Slowly approaching her friend with hands up she stopped when he began hissing, frowning as she realized he may not recognize her. Viral sometimes had a lapse in judgment when changed, so it was possible that could be the case here as well. Whether he was trying to warn her to keep back or go away she couldn't budge, no way would she leave him here like this. "I'm your friend, T'charrl, I'm not going to hurt you. Come on now, you can relax," Yumi said softly, smiling as she took another small step forward, "You're all dirty... Let me help? We'll get you washed up and then I'll bandage you, if you need it. I just need you to relax for me, okay? Can you do that?"