Takeshi didn't want to cause a mess, nor did he want to accidentally throw the animal into someone. So maybe trying to talk it down had been a bit of a stupid move, but it was worth a shot! He had clung onto the tail of the beast when it came crashing down simply out of panic, having the common sense to get off and roll away when they got closer to the ground. In all it was a bit of a sloppy hunt, yet it would have been fine if not for getting splattered with brain juice. Standing there with a look of disgust Takeshi tried to wipe himself down, looking over at Kiton annoyed when he burst out laughing. "So glad you found that funny! Jerk, got me covered in crap..." he grumbled, shaking both arms once before grimacing as he noticed the smell too, retching once and putting an arm up to his face to mask the scent. "That's a little dark, don't ya think? We're not exactly the kind of people who get off on killing someone you know." Kind of a warped way to look at hunting; Takeshi had killed people before, but he'd never once gotten any satisfaction or amusement out of it, while Kiton almost made it sound that way. Figuring he didn't have much choice but to stink for the moment he walked over to the creature, reaching out with his foot and giving it a small kick, finding that unsurprisingly it was quite dead. So much for not using Ki, though he figured it wasn't like they would eat the head anyways. "Great... Well now we've got to figure out how to dice it up, and then we need to skin it, dump the organs and cut up the meat. Really wish I had a knife or something..."

"That's not it at all Viral... I didn't know how to run a business, and I didn't know how to help take care of you. The doctors back then said I had to keep an eye on you, since there might be something wrong with you and I was to tell them if anything came up. Like I said... Trying to find someone else to handle you and help you just seemed like the best course, since I didn't feel like I could do it. But I did all of that without ever asking you what you thought about it, which was wrong..." He had done a lot wrong in the last few years, more than he could even begin to recount. It was only natural that Viral be unhappy with him, and more so that he turn down any attempts to reconcile, but he had to try. So desperate to make things better between them he even went as far as groveling, getting down on his knees and begging his brother to give him the chance. "The others don't need him right now, we can get the Dragonballs for you if you want, it's easy to do. Please, if that's what you want then just say so," Vegeta replied, frowning when Viral turned him down completely. Lifting his head to glance up at the Beastman he remained silent for a moment, adjusting himself so he was instead kneeling, lowering his gaze once more. "What you want... What you want is to be alone, if only for a little while... That would be what I think," he answered, looking up at Viral again with a slight smile, "If I'm right then I'll give you tomorrow, you can have it all to yourself, as long as dad's okay with it."

"I don't see any problem. Might not be a bad idea to take a break in our work here anyways, too much could wear you down," Aito responded, giving a small nod before placing one hand on the edge of Viral's bed, "So how about it? Tomorrow the day is yours, but I want you to promise me one thing: If at any point you feel the need to come see me then don't hesitate, I'll be right here in the atrium if you need me. If that's what you want then I trust we've a deal?" That would give him a chance to try coming up with more stimuli to bring back memories, or perhaps consider alternative approaches as well. Realistically though they should focus more on trying to deal with the bad, rather than restore the good; pleasant memories would have more impact when they could be properly, as it stood Viral was questioning the truth of the memory, hardly enjoying it whatsoever. 

There was just no way T'charrl could end up a bad person, no matter how much power he might get. The alien was too nice for that, and Haku would sooner see his friend lose his power than become a monster because of it. Seeing him so disheartened, the Saiyan knelt down and put a hand on T'charrl's shoulder, doing everything in his meager power to try and convince him that things were okay. "Yeah really, I wouldn't lie about something like that! And I don't think you're stupid at all, or being scared. Look at you, you're the first of your kind to travel like this, right? And you have all this stuff going on too, I think that's really brave to take all of it on at once." It was a big burden for anyone to carry, and with everything seeming to work against T'charrl it was pretty normal he feel stressed. Even so, he didn't have to deal with everything he was, at least not alone. Maybe the rest of the group just needed to be shown how badly T'charrl needed help, or they had to be asked to make time for him. "You aren't a monster though! You're T'charrl, that's all you are!" Haku said defiantly, sitting upright and pointing at his friend, "They're your friend because you're a good person, and you're helpful and you're fun to be around, that's it! Maybe you intimidated them before, maybe you still do, but they like you and they're your friends, even I can see that."