Takeshi couldn't say he was scared too, he had to try and be optimistic about this. Things sure didn't look all that great for Viral but it wasn't going to do him any good to be all uneasy and anxious. "Hey, this is supposed to be the guy who made him, nobody knows Viral better than he does. He's gonna get better Shu, Aito knows what he's doing. Just give it a little time, our friend is gonna be healthy and ready to go before you know it." He had to be, there was nothing else that they could do for their friend at this point. If the very person who created Viral wasn't able to change anything then he was good as done, and like Shu said the Dragonballs wouldn't work with him. Damn it, they were supposed to be all happy that Vegeta's folks were back, so why was everyone so on edge? 

"Uuonoe! That's it, I couldn't remember what it was called," Takeshi admitted with a grin, chuckling as he rubbed at his neck, "It's a big world buddy, I'm sure we could find somewhere to go without being all crowded. But yeah, I liked that place too. It's kind of a nice world, even if its a bit weird." Purple grass if he remembered it right, and the Uuonians were a little odd looking too, nice but odd. Nodding in agreement with Shu, the older boy slipped off of the table and reached out, trying to pull Shu up to his feet. "Good point squirt, we should find more people! I mean hell, this thing is big enough to house an entire city, you know? And right now we've got like... A dozen or so people, that's not enough. I bet we could find loads of people who'd want to join us." For what though? If they were going to fight their father then they couldn't be dragging just anyone along, and if they were even just exploring there was the risk of putting people who couldn't fight in danger. Takeshi wanted to have fun with this, not have to babysit a bunch of people who might get in the way.

"I was named for my great-grandfather, he was from the original Planet Vegeta. I'm only like them in name really; blood-wise I'm only a half-Saiyan, and even then I hardly act like one. I'm more interested in intellectual pursuits than combat normally, and a lot of the time I see fighting as a waste of time." His polar opposite would be Takeshi in that regard, someone who tended to just punch things until something happened. It was a feasible if not brutish way to solve things, and certainly not something Vegeta could see himself bothering with. Why waste the energy trying to sort something out when an invention could do it for him? Glancing at the Frost Demon curiously he frowned a little, finding it curious he wasn't even wholly certain of his own name.

"I wouldn't say Kiton is a silly name, I've heard far worse actually. And really at the end of the day a name only means so much. I could call you anything I wanted, be it Kiton or some other name, but ultimately you're still you. So my advice? Don't put too much concern into what your name is, or what it might mean. But if you do have to worry then make it mean something worthwhile, that way you're not going to be thinking it'll reflect on you badly." Jeez, he really did sound like his father didn't he? It was basically rehashing what Aito had said earlier but Vegeta felt it might still help, if only a little. Smiling slightly to himself he let out a sigh, glancing back down the corridor towards the medical bay. "Viral's had a lot of ups and downs yet we still don't hate him. Takeshi has killed people out of anger but we don't hate him. Shu and T'charrl can both turn into things and both go rampant, but they're our friends too. My point being I suppose is everyone's got something that they don't like about themselves, or others may not like, but if you've got friends that'll accept you regardless why worry?"

The medical bay wouldn't do for their purposes, not yet. Before Viral could be even remotely ready for treatment he had to be calm around Aito, and in the environment itself; relaxing for the treatments was going to be crucial, and at current the Beastman was anything but relaxed. A change of scenery would suffice then, which unfortunately was going to be limited to only the rooms inside this ship. Of what little he knew of it Aito figured the library would be a safe bet, not seeing how a bunch of books and soft, cushy furniture could possibly upset Viral. A little odd that, the Saiyans having a library, he'd never really stuck his kin as the sort of intellectual types. Perhaps it was somewhat just a placeholder, a way to make the ship seem nicer, or maybe he wasn't giving the Saiyans enough credit. Maybe during their talks he'd take a glance at some books, just to see what reading material they had.

"I can't say I ever expected this of all of you, traveling around space like this," Aito mused, glancing back at Viral with a smile, "I'm sure you must have plenty of stories about your adventures, about the worlds you've seen and places you've met. I always meant to travel a bit before, so I suppose this works. I can't wait to see what other people might have to offer." The culture, the technology, the architecture, even the people themselves, Aito wanted to see all of it. His father and grandfather had both traveled extensively in their time and yet he'd never had the opportunity, but now he did. What awaited them out here amongst the stars, he wondered? "I must ask... How have you all spent the last few years? June and I didn't pry very much, we wanted to give you privacy to live your lives, but I'm very curious now. I suppose I'd like to know before all of this how was everything?"