It wasn't always easy giving someone a pep talk, but thankfully Yumi seemed to be able to get through to T'charrl just now. Smiling as he perked up a little she gave a nod of her head, resuming to splash water on his back to help clean him off. "I said it didn't I? Of course I think so. No matter what happens you're our friend, nothing is going to change that. Even on your worst days we're here to help, just like I'm sure I would get help if I ever need it. That's what being friends is all about." She never had much use for casual friends, certainly not now with how often they traveled and got into trouble. There were acquaintances, like most of the rebels, and then there were real friends, like the group she was with now. She would gladly do anything to help those present, and though some people were more difficult than others she figured the rest felt the same way. "Let me put it this way... Think of us as a family. If someone is upset then everyone gets upset, so its only natural for us to try and help," Yumi explained, smiling as she finished cleaning off T'charrl's back, "It sounds a little selfish that way, but it's the truth. We just want each other to be happy and look out for one another, that's all. Some of us will never say that outright, but at the end of the day I'm positive that's how everyone feels. If it wasn't the case I wouldn't be traveling with all of you, or doing half of the stuff we've done together."

"Hey... Even if you got spooked you did a good job squirt, way to not back down from them," Takeshi said with a smile, "And yeah... I guess really there is no leader here. I mean Vegeta usually tells everyone what to do, but I don't really think of the guy as our leader, you know? I just trust what he says." He'd never really turned them wrong before, and he was smarter than the rest of them so it just sort of made sense to go along with it. Not that they always did, but it was better than flying blindly into every situation he supposed. With everything going on outside Takeshi really wanted to get up and go investigate, but with how adamant Shu was at having him stay seated he didn't want to upset the little guy. Instead, the older boy shifted around a bit impatiently in his spot, wondering how the Namekians were taking their little group. Everyone probably looked like hell right now, hopefully the locals figured out what they had done and decided to help out. "I kind of wonder what we're going to do after all of this... We've spent a long time running around trying to get Viral help," Takeshi mused aloud, glancing over at his brother. "I mean there's you too, and T'charrl, but this Aito guy ought to be able to help out with that. But what do we do when everyone's all better? Go back to fighting? I mean... I don't know what else we'd do."

Vegeta wasn't thrilled with having the Namekians question Viral, yet he couldn't well tell them not to for risk of offending someone. They were guests on this world, or trespassers depending on the view, so he had no right to tell them off. Watching his friend as he struggled to answer he let out a sigh, placing a hand on his sore shoulder and glancing back at the Namekian. "He's actually the reason we're here on this world too. You see, he's a bit ill, and we've not been able to help him very much. Not knowing where else to turn we hoped perhaps we could use your Dragonballs, with permission, and get someone who may be able to help him." Uh oh, not a good start to negotiations. Vegeta noticed almost immediately the wary looks on both the leader's and his men's faces, no one seemed to be thrilled by that proposition. If these people were to say no then there may be no convincing them otherwise, and this whole trip as well as battle would have been fruitless. Swallowing nervously Vegeta glanced back at Viral, struggling for words before finally adding, "We'd make the wishes completely supervised, of course. And I have no issue with disclosing what it is we'll be wishing for either. If I give you everything we plan to do and you deem it acceptable then we'll move ahead, otherwise we'll find help elsewhere. I just want to reiterate we're in a bit of a bind here, this is one of our last resorts."

So it was just as he had suspected, there was an ulterior motive to all of this. Asking to make a set of wishes was no small matter, certainly not from a Saiyan. Odd though, as they could be Earthlings as well, and he knew they had their own Dragonballs. Something must have happened with their own to make using them impossible, either that or the wishes they had in mind weren't able to be granted. Whatever the case may be these people were here now, hoping to make use of their Dragonballs for their own ends. "I can't say that I don't hear your pleas, but what you ask of us is hardly an easy matter. Nor is it my place to decide, that will be up to our elders. Unfortunately for you some were lost due to those beasts attacks..." the leader explained, frowning before glancing back at Vegeta, "But, given your part in ridding our world of them you may find some friends to back your requests. If we're to make any decision this must be brought before others though, which means we cannot stay here. Are you all well enough to travel?" They had a ship, as he'd seen, so he figured they would be. If not only a few would come with them to discuss the potential wishes, the rest would remain here.

"We are, though we may be slow to get ready. If that won't be a problem then we can leave immediately." Making everyone pack up and get ready to move in their conditions wasn't ideal, but this meeting was going to have to be made one way or another, and it was best to do it now. Glancing back at Viral for a moment he wondered if the Beastman would fit comfortably, uncertain about his now larger size. Or T'charrl for that matter, both were a good deal bulkier than usual and the shuttle not exactly massive. "I do have a request though, if you don't mind. Viral and T'charrl, that is our friend in the water, I don't believe either will fit on the ship now. Do you mind if you or your men could help them get back? If not I'm sure we can find some way to accommodate them." 

"That should be easy enough I would imagine, we'll help. Fael, Domi, help T'charrl make it back to the village, will you?" the leader asked, gesturing to a pair of his men, "And I'll help you get back, Viral. I trust you have no fear of flying?"