Why was Viral getting so agitated? Aito had done nothing to provoke him, yet his tone was taught with irritation. As far as a desired outcome was concerned, this was exactly the opposite of what they had wanted. Rather than respond at first the doctor let a silence settle, nothing but the sound of ruffling leaves in the wind falling upon their ears. So even all of this wasn't capable of helping Viral come down, what more did they need? He had brought along some medicine for the pain, though he'd rather not resort to that. Still... If it got Viral to rest, would it be acceptable? Aito pushed himself slowly from where he laid, rubbing his head as he glanced over at the Beastman, hearing him speak. It was worth it then, it sounded like he was far too uncomfortable and anxious to relax, which hopefully this painkiller would remedy, at least slightly. Getting to his feet, Aito reached into his pocket and withdrew a pill bottle, taking out just a single one and bringing it to Viral's side, crouching down and tapping his son's shoulder before offering it over in an empty hand. "Here, this will help with some of the pain. Perhaps if you take this then try, it'll be somewhat easier." They could even use sleep medications, but he'd prefer to do this as free of medicine as they could.

Damn it, he'd screwed up again, hadn't he? They had been doing well and then he'd pulled that little stunt, now Shu wasn't wanting to play any more. It wasn't all bad though, they would be heading back and taking part in some lessons, something else the little guy had desperate need of. And who knows, maybe getting to learn some things would make him feel better too. Takeshi managed a small smile at his brother's decision, nodding his head and pocketing the ball for the time being. "I bet T'charrl's already feeling better, don't worry buddy," Takeshi said, hoping to get his brother happy again, "Let's go see, yeah? I bet he'll be glad we're stopping by." Eager to get moving and try making things right again, the Prince grabbed hold of his brother and easily swung him up onto his back, figuring a piggyback was the quickest way of them moving, even if he was still sore and banged up. Besides, didn't Shu enjoy getting these? All the more reason to try it then, hopefully just this simple act would be enough to cheer him up some.

"Yeah, everyone who is here, one way or another, has been cleared by the rebels or the Uuonians. You're the exception, since we just brought you back from Namek," Sasha explained, "Given how injured you were we couldn't bother waiting, and they're not going to turn someone away who needs treatment, even if they might have been an enemy. If you're here though then you're under rebel jurisdiction, not the Galactic Police. They can come by and bang on our door all they want, unless the higher ups decide to hand you over, they have no authority here." Maybe it was a bit confrontational of them to behave that way, but Sasha agreed with it entirely. The Galactic Police had no business here on Uuonoe, and they certainly had no business in the middle of a warzone. They could chase down petty thieves and small time killers all day, but they really should leave the actually dangerous individuals to them. Not to say Kiton was terribly dangerous, so far he seemed fairly docile, given the charges against him. "Well, I'm guessing you found out what you wanted to, so that's good. Is there anything else you were wanting to get done today?"

Korian wasn't a fan of how things had turned out, but perhaps it would be for the best. They could still monitor Krom and the Princes here on Uuonoe, and with the Elite training them there was no threat to his own troops. Should anything go awry, he reasoned, he could stop it, and the only man who'd be at risk would be an enemy. "Convincing Shu won't be easy without convincing his brother, surely you've noticed that by now," the rebel leader remarked, smiling slightly as he spoke, "You'll have to somehow convince them together, or not at all. I'm afraid they're terribly difficult that way, one won't move without the other." He would help eventually, if the situation was so dire, but he wanted to have a chance to see Krom flounder and fail before doing so. It was the very least he could enjoy, seeing as they were not going to be punishing the man for his transgressions. "That should suffice for today, you've permission to go find the boys and inform them of what is happening. That, however, I leave in your hands." Satisfied that it should be more than a handful, Korian rose from the table with a smirk, exiting the room promptly thereafter. Krom might be an excellent warrior, but it was time to see how well he could train two stubborn, rash children.