Kiton was kind of being a pain ass about his ship, caring that he lost it over getting away alive. Seriously, who cared if you lost some of your things? He had a ship to live in now, he had food, and if he played his cards right he even had friends, that was more than he could say before. He couldn't understand the problem the Frost Demon was having, to him it seemed like a sweet deal that he was in, considering where had been. Knowing full well anything he'd say at this point was only bound to cause a fight between them he kept silent, shrugging his shoulders and looking away for a moment. "We're doing exactly that, it's like we said," Takeshi explained plainly, looking back at Kiton before biting his lip, "And... Helping Viral, I guess, we did kind of leave that out. We've been busy, we can't exactly go to every planet and tell people 'Oh yeah, there's these smoke monsters, and you've gotta kill them this way and that way', ya know?" What Kiton was saying just wasn't practical, and it made more sense for the rebels to do it anyways; rebel bases littered the galaxy now, relaying information was a simple matter of making a call, where they would have to physically go everywhere. "Like we said before too, the rebels aren't touching you. If you're with us then you're cool, that's all there is to it. So don't worry, yeah? You're not going to be charged or any of that crap."

Aito knew full well what Viral's problems were, it didn't take a man of his caliber to see that. But simply telling Viral what they would do and when they would do it did not seem like the way he wished to operate; anything they told him, be it a time to do a treatment or even just a simple suggestion was met with disdain and sometimes even hostility. So what might happen then, one would imagine, if the Beastman could dictate his own treatment? Obviously within reason, he and Vegeta would intervene where needed but they supposed it was fair Viral picked how they help him. "So you want us to address your anxiety and depression first then, is that it?" Aito asked rhetorically, getting confirmation as he smiled, "Splendid! We've already got arrangements for that as well! Plus a building has been prepared for our therapy, which since it will mostly consist of simple talk for the initial sessions we don't need to be in any particular setting. I think you'll find what we chose to be at minimum agreeable." How nice that he should choose therapy before the physical treatment, that worked out quite well. Clasping Viral on the shoulder, Aito turned to Vegeta and smiled, "I'll take him down and help him get settled in, meet you there?" Getting a simple nod, as Vegeta was busy seeing the ship was properly shut down, their father could focus on the Beastman again.

"Come on then big guy, let's see about getting you down to the atrium, hm?" Since being outdoors on this world may not be ideal they might as well be safe, go somewhere that seemed open but still had the comfort of being indoors. Aito couldn't know what the room they had been promised even looked like until they got there, only that it was meant to replicate the feeling of being outdoors. Easing Viral up to his feet, the doctor smiled at his wife and Yumi gratefully for having kept him company. "I'm sorry, but if you two could give us just some time alone, it'd be easier to talk without an audience. We'll let you know as soon as we've finished though." Viral would no doubt have a hard enough time speaking about these things just to him or Vegeta, throwing more people into the mix would only serve to complicate matters. Figuring his son might want to walk on his own, though not sure he had the strength to do so, Aito waved him on and offered out an arm to take for support if need be, not wanting to simply pick up Viral and carry him.

Haku felt kind of useless he wasn't even being allowed to try and help, even if he knew there wasn't much he could do. Everyone else seemed so willing and ready to lend one another a hand, so his being denied kind of felt like he was still just a straggler, not part of the group. Hiding his disappointment behind a small smile he shook his head at T'charrl's remark, rubbing at his arm again. "No, I want to hang out with you. I... Know we got off to a real bad start, but you seem like a cool person, and... I've never really had friends before, so... I figured I'd try." There were probably easier people to befriend than the one he'd tried to kill, but if he could manage to win T'charrl over then he should have no problem with the others. Wanting to leave matters in the alien's hands his shoulders sagged slightly when T'charrl had no clue, having really been banking on having him decide. "Try the flowers...? Sure, we can do that!" Haku agreed, smiling as he nodded his head. He didn't know exactly what was meant by 'try the flowers', but if it was something they could do then he was okay with it. "I saw a lot of woods near the city, should we head there and look around?"

It looked like everyone was getting ready to move out, though Takeshi didn't quite know what everyone was up to. Not that it mattered much as he, Shu and Kiton had their own plans anyways. "Let's get going guys, we've gotta find a place to go train!" he said eagerly, getting all fired up at the prospect of doing so. Chances were he'd not get anything out of this, but if it meant getting to improve Shu's skills and make him a better fighter then he was okay with that; Kiton would probably end up just watching, but if the Frost Demon wanted to come along then he'd have to just deal with it. Ready to get a move on, Takeshi placed a hand on both Shu's and Kiton's backs, pushing them towards the doors as he sent one last glance in Viral's direction. Was he going to be okay with Aito? The guy seemed real nervous around him, but then Vegeta's dad was their best bet at getting him help. Maybe by the time they got back today there'd be some difference in his mood, one could only hope. "Let's go work our asses off, yeah?" he whispered, smirking as he glanced at Shu and Kiton, "If we do we can have fruit afterwards... And fish, lots of fish!"