"What bad things...? You were asleep earlier, I didn't notice any bad things," Yumi responded, furrowing her brow, "Unless you mean the nightmares? Maybe we can find something to help with that..." Shu was in a lot of ways still a little kid, so what about a stuffed animal? She doubted they'd find one here, but that might help him. If not that then maybe a night light, or some kind of soothing music when he went to sleep. That was assuming it was nightmares and not something else entirely. She was about to ask what it might be until Kabocha's outbursts took her attention away, and surprise surprise it was over something as trivial as food. Annoyed by his pettiness she gave him a smack upside the head, rolling her eyes when he got all defensive. There were way more important things in life than whether food was of a certain quality or not, he needed to realize that and get the hell over it. "So Haku, then Kai and Choi?" Yumi asked, smiling again as she looked back at Shu, "Okay then. Oh... I'm sure they're fine about that now Shu..."

"I don't know, they haven't said anything about it really," Kabocha remarked, frowning as he continued rubbing at where he'd been smacked. What was with this kid anyways? He was usually so energetic and happy it was annoying, now he was competing with the Beastman for most sulky member of their group. Whatever had the Prince all bummed out was making him feel uncomfortable now too, like his sadness was contagious or something. Sighing to himself he lowered his hand, glancing down the hall behind them. "I think those two were just down the hall from me... A room or two. I'm coming too though, no way am I going back and eating that..." Feeling a glare coming his way he looked back at the others and cringed at seeing Yumi being angry again, smiling nervously as he stepped back, "Uh... I meant to say I'm not hungry right now, so no reason to go back! Come on, let's go see Haku, then the twins!" Chuckling uneasily he went back to where his room had been, going down one from it and across the hall to another occupied one, waiting for the others before opening it up, "Yo, Haku! Coming in!"

Haku was actually enjoying his meal, even if it was a touch bland for his tastes. Some salt would help it tremendously, though some voice in the back of his head, one of the twins' funnily enough, was screaming that salt wouldn't help. He really should get back to learning how to cook shouldn't he? Maybe after everyone had gotten better he could, he'd really like to. Smiling thoughtfully he glanced out the window at the city below, watching everyone going about their daily routine of rebuilding. There was something oddly nice about this planet, even despite the fact this city was kind of in shambles right now. Eating up another scoop of mashed greens he jumped slightly when someone abruptly came into the room, nearly dropping the plate in the process. "WHA! What?!" he shouted, turning his chair and flushing in embarrassment seeing Kabocha, Yumi and Shu. Letting out a relieved sigh he eased back into his chair, smiling sheepishly as he settled his tray in his lap again. "H-Hey guys, what's up?" he asked, looking over and tilting his head slightly seeing Shu getting a piggyback, "You feeling okay Shu? You uh... You look tired."

"A den? Do you mean a house...?" the boy asked, confused by how Viral spoke, "It would be nice, sure, but we'll get one! For now we just need to keep busy and stay happy! And I am happy, because I get to see everyone I know!" Sure, having a real bed over a cot would be nice, as would getting his own room, but those would come in time right? He still got to play with the other children, there was food for them and they did have shelter, even if it was in some put-together building, so things weren't all that bad. Finishing up the last of the flowers, the boy dusted his hands off of his pants cheerfully, glancing over at Viral when he spoke up again. "W-Well... I think people will think it looks nice. Grandma says that it can help make people happy," the boy responded, not sounding totally sure now that another adult was correcting him, "Uh... Well if they are gone we can just plant more, right mister?" The plants were making people happy, he knew they were, he'd seen the smiles of others coming by. But what would happen if a storm ruined them?

"Viral, we're done here. Wasn't much work as it turns out," Vegeta called, approaching the pair with a slight smile. His sleeves were rolled up and his knees and hands were quite dirty, as well as the rest of his shirt for that matter. "Sorry, but my friend and I need to go help others now. Keep doing what you're doing, it's making a difference," he added, kneeling down and placing a hand on the boy's head before giving him a small pat on the back to get him back to his family. The boy seemed slightly off when he left, yet as soon as he got back over to the rest of the Uuonians he was all smiles again, even giving them a wave as everyone gave their thanks. Chuckling faintly, Vegeta clapped his hands together to get some dirt off, wiping his face then with the back of his hand. "Alright... That ought to do for here, seems like they were just doing this small bit. How's about we find something that feels a bit more like work, hm?" Maybe they could tackle construction, if Viral was up for it. He may not be moving massive timbers or chunks of concrete, but at the very least he could play some role, something that would hopefully perk him up a bit.

Vegeta and Viral weren't the only ones out about and helping rebuild the city; Takeshi had found himself working as well, albeit reluctantly. Having seen a pair of aliens struggling to carry a large sheet of rock he'd felt compelled to help, if only because watching them was embarrassing. Ignoring the pain in his shoulder as he lifted the slab for them he carried it down the street to the building in question, easing it into the frame of wood being used to support it. While they were pouring concrete around the base to help hold it in place he took a glance around, surprised by the sheer number of residents out here working on various projects. How often did they have to do this anyways? He didn't know what kind of history Uuonoe had, but given its siding with the rebels he imagined they might get attacked pretty often. Were they used to this then? The thought of them being regularly attacked annoyed him, enough so that he nearly wanted to punch the stone he'd so carefully transported out of anger. Reeling back that agitation however he let out a sigh, managing a slight smile and nodding as a few workers thanked him for his help, walking off again to try and find yet something else to keep him busy. He couldn't go back to the hospital just now, so might as well make use of his time.