Vegeta could see no immediate injury to Viral, which was a welcome relief. No doubt he would be tired after expending so much power, but exhaustion was far preferable to any real physical harm. Nodding to himself after doing his check-up he glanced up at Viral, frowning hearing his response. "You did something no one else here could by beating that, and I'm sure they have seen enough to not mind you much. That being said you should revert back soon enough, especially with all that power you used." Generally if he didn't have the capacity to sustain the form then it faded, and that was what he was betting on for now. In rebuttal to Viral's other remark he could only scoff, looking over at T'charrl and Yumi to see how they were fairing. "I was never ashamed of you, and I don't know where you got that absurd notion from," Vegeta answered, glancing back with a frown, "I am ashamed of my inability to help you. I am ashamed we have to go as far as resurrecting the dead to find your cure, and I'm ashamed of how I tried and failed to find ways to handle you rather than trying to properly learn. It's my fault you ever even ended up at this point, so there is plenty to be ashamed of, but no... I am not ashamed of you, or what you've done."

It could well be hopeful naivety that was propelling Yumi forward, or just an innate sense to want to help. With salvation finally within arms grasp for Viral she couldn't bear to think something more might go wrong now, and so she hoped that T'charrl was anything but lost to them. He seemed not there though, and even as she tried to speak to him and show she meant no harm the signs weren't overly positive. Thankfully by some miracle she had managed to get through, feeling her body lighten with the anxiety that had come upon her as she watched her friend change back. It wasn't his true form unfortunately, and he seemed rather tired, but this was at least a T'charrl she could be confident in. "Oh good... Thank goodness you're back..." Yumi remarked, smiling as she stepped forward to help, but ending up having to stop as the odor on her friend assaulted her nose. Blinking back tears one of her hands shot up to cover her mouth and nostrils, looking at him surprised. "I don't even want to know what you're covered in... But you need a bath... Can you walk...?" She really didn't want to be covered in that goop herself as it made her nose burn even from here, but they did have to get T'charrl washed up.

Takeshi could barely see what was happening from where he was sat, though it seemed like everyone was okay. Maybe hurt, hard to say, but alive and well. With a bit of attention and some rest they should all be good to get moving again, find some Namekians and hopefully get their wishes made. Would the locals even let them though? With a fight like they just had he assumed someone must have caught wind of the fray, so it was a safe bet they knew what was happening by now. Would anyone come out though, or were they staying away because of the scale of it? He hoped someone came by, tracking down a Namekian after all this nonsense would really suck. "Hey... I'm not being silly, I just don't like sitting around, you know?" Takeshi retorted, smirking at his brother before motioning towards the door. "Go on squirt, get out and find some water to wash up in. I'll be fine, you should get clean while we've got the chance. Don't want to show up at the Namekian's doorstep looking like we went through hell, yeah?"