Yumi kept right by T'charrl just in case, not sure if he may need some help or not. The water here was shallow for some ways so slipping and drowning ought not to be a problem, unless he suddenly forgot how to stand. She could wash his back if need be, though aside from that he seemed capable enough of cleansing himself. Standing at the water's edge she smiled sadly as he began to get down on himself, really hating that he was doing so after just winning a big fight. "So we worried about you, that doesn't mean it's a problem. We're friends, it's normal for us to worry about each other, I promise. So don't go kicking yourself alright? It doesn't fit someone who just slayed a big monster." T'charrl still looked pretty down, not that she had expected her brief attempt at a pep-talk to really change much. Letting out a sigh Yumi slowly waded into the water, coming up to her waist as she joined the Kaesstrian. Sure, Namekians had arrived and were speaking to Shu, but the boy could handle things for the moment, she needed to be here. "You look like something's on your mind... Talk to me. You know I'm always here to listen, and it's better to get it out than keep it in."

If they were going to speak with anyone here it needed to be the person in charge; Looking at everyone it appeared to be more a ragtag group of misfits than an organized force, there may well not be an actual leader. For certainty's sake however the Namekian went ahead and prodded Shu anyways, frowning as the little Saiyan struggled to give them a real answer. Very timid for his kind, which was unusual, though in some ways he didn't seem wholly like the Saiyans they had seen before. Following his gesture to Vegeta, the Namekian gave a silent nod of his head, his eyes shifting then onto Viral curiously. Just what was that? He'd never seen anything like it, and though he initially placed him as a simple beast it was obvious it was far more intelligent than that. "Is he now...? Very well, I'll speak to him, thank you." the leader said, glancing back at his friends, "You three wait here, I'm just going to figure out what happened here." They needed a definitive answer, not some hapless stuttering from an evidently newborn Saiyan.

Vegeta felt bad enough without Viral criticizing him, it was like kicking him while he was already down. Of course he knew that, he was supposed to be the careful, calculated master and always know what to do or say. He was the head of the Capsule Corporation, and for all intents and purposes the captain of their stolen ship. With all of those accolades then why did he feel like a small child being scolded right now? His attitude was perhaps unreasonable given how things had turned out; Viral wasn't really harmed aside from changing, and those who had been injured would easily recover. And sure, his treatments hadn't been an absolute cure, but they had managed to get them to this point, far enough where someone else could take care of Viral. "I suppose you're right... It's absurd to blame myself for things out of my control," Vegeta mumbled, frowning as he rubbed at his nose, "As it is absurd to doubt myself... I did everything I could and no less, I can't be ashamed of that." It didn't completely turn his attitude around, but it at the very least had him a little more at ease. Just as well too, as it seemed that one of the Namekians was coming over to speak with them, the intimidating one in particular. Turning around to greet the man he placed a hand on his chest, bowing politely as he'd seen others do to Dende before. "Before you say anything, please allow me to apologize for the damage we've caused to your world. We tried to contain the fighting as best we could, but it proved to be difficult."

"Yes... There is quite a bit of damage, isn't there?" the Namekian remarked, frowning as he looked around the area, "All of that rock... And that grass... What a shame to think those stones are all in the water now." His tone had a slightly mocking sound to it, as it did a joking one. Obviously he was not wholly concerned with the damage, as it was the equivalent of someone putting a hole in a field in the middle of nowhere. No, if anything he was grateful to the group, but until he knew just what their story was they would hardly express gratitude. "Tell me, Saiyan, just who are you people...? It's very rare that Namek has any visitors, especially ones as lively as yourselves. And I can't say I'm thrilled to find every single one of you here appears to be a warrior either."

Ah lovely, diplomacy. How should he introduce them? As rebels? Earthlings? Neither would be wholly true as not everyone present belonged to both groups, not that he figured the Namekian would know that. Looking up at the man steadily Vegeta managed a slight smile, "We're friends, I assure you. We're simply a group of people with a common goal who are traveling together, and we mean no harm to your planet. We simply came here on a request, following an alleged rogue ship. The encounter we had just now... Well, that was unexpected."