"Oh... That's alright, don't worry about it. What's important is here and now, and the fact you'll be feeling better soon," June said softly, smiling as she continued to stroke Viral's hair, "Just keep being strong so Aito can help you, okay? You do that little bit and he'll handle the rest." Poor thing, how hard had life been on the Beastman since they had passed? He was never really meant to act as a parent and yet she figured he'd adopted the role, that couldn't have been easy. Come to think of it she didn't even know what the reason was behind his changing like this either, but it must have been something really radical to make it so bad. Things were going to be okay though, Aito was back and knowing him he already had a plan in place. There was something that she was forgetting to do though, something that made them seem awfully rude without showing their appreciation. Looking up at the Namekian Elder, June smiled at him kindly, nodding her head in a slight show of thanks. 

"Thank you so much for reuniting us sir, it means the world to me and my husband," June said cheerfully, "I'm so happy to know the Namekians are alive and well too, I was worried when I heard about the war. You and your people have been okay, I hope?"

Vegeta felt almost like he was dreaming right now, still having trouble processing the fact his parents were here. The hug that he'd received was most certainly real, as were the tears staining his cheeks. For the first time in a long few years he felt like he wasn't responsible for everything and everyone, that just by his father's return a huge weight lifted from his shoulders. Not that he would completely shirk responsibility now, but it was reassuring knowing someone else was around and more than capable of doing the jobs he had to. Speaking of his father he was coming over now, but for what? Vegeta really didn't want more emotional displays, he already felt embarrassed enough for crying in front of the group. Smiling nervously he shared a glance with Aito for a moment before looking away, letting out a sigh as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Dad... I'm sorry..." Vegeta mumbled, shaking his head before looking down somberly, "I tried to help out but I couldn't do it. I haven't been able to help Viral very much and Capsule Corp has been neglected because of me. On top of that I never picked up those lessons you wanted me to on biology, now I wish I did. There's a lot of things I couldn't do and didn't do, I just feel like-" Hm, what was that on his head? Blinking Vegeta looked up a bit, staring at his father a bit confused as he'd put one of his hands on his head. Flashbacks of when he was much younger came to him then, of whenever he'd done well and his father would usually do this, then pull him into a hug. Thankfully he was spared the latter, but the simple gesture was enough to make him choke up slightly.

"Hey, you did all you could, there's nothing wrong with that. You did your part and now it's time for me to do mine." In fact Vegeta had probably dealt with far more than Aito ever would have liked, so it was only fitting he bear the burden now. A hectic and unpredictable life was something he was used to, and getting thrown into the midst of things like this was just a reminder of how nice it was to be alive again. Patting Vegeta's head gently he looked back at the rest of the group, curious to see a Frost Demon amongst them. Interesting, he didn't think he'd ever meet one of them personally. By the looks of him he was in fairly poor condition, by no means in danger but hardly healthy. Everyone else looked okay so why was he left injured? Ouch, and the fact he was trying to fly away didn't help his situation any. Right, so see to the Frost Demon quickly then get Viral back to wherever Vegeta and his friends had come from. Seeming to just vanish from sight before Vegeta he reappeared behind those nearest Kiton, smiling slightly as he leaned down, ignoring the surprised reactions from those around him.

"Moving around much in your condition isn't wise. I'd guess bruised ribs, perhaps some hemorrhaging too and plenty of superficial wounds. Any particular reason you're trying to run away like that?" Aito asked, standing upright as he grabbed Kiton's arm, hoisting him to his feet to helps support him. "I can't in good conscience leave you like this, so you're coming with me to the medical center. Er... If we have one of those?" Did they? Glancing back at his son he got a nod in reply, smiling as he nodded back. "Right then! We should hurry up and get back to the ship, no sense in wasting time," Aito said, looking over to the Elder as well as Eri and making a small bow, "Thank you very much for your help my friends. I hope for nothing but good fortune for you and your people. Goodness knows you deserve it."