Sure, T'charrl looked odd, but then so did ninety percent of what Kabocha had seen in his lifetime. Not to say that the Prince didn't have him a bit unsettled, but he did his best to be polite and hide it behind a smile. He and the twins all felt like something was wrong, why hadn't T'charrl turned back into himself like the General had? He'd presumably given up all the energy, and yet he remained mutated. If they went back with him like this... Well, there goes saving their parents. A fine mess this had turned out to be then, now what the heck was the point in doing all of this? Glancing down at the General in his grasp Kabocha mulled over the thought of just killing the guy, under the pretense their task was basically forfeit at this point. It wasn't like them to abandon a mission halfway through. Well... They had this time, but normally it wasn't. Certainly not a mission that was actually worthwhile, besides it wasn't their place to hand down judgment on the General. Before they could bring him to justice though the Prince would have to be seen to.

"You haven't done anything wrong dude, don't apologize." Kabocha tried to help out with that, but it didn't seem to really do a whole lot. "Let's just get back, okay? We'll fix this."

He wasn't sure how, and it was a safe bet that no one would know. This wasn't exactly something Saiyans were familiar with, that is, being stuck in a transformation. It didn't appear to be a widespread Kaesstrian ability either so no one around here would know how to help him. The best they could do is show him to Vegeta, maybe the egghead could come up with some kind of solution. Either that or, given enough time their doctors might have some kind of solution. Really whoever came up with a cure for this couldn't come up with it a moment too soon. Already the Prince was freaking out over his new appearance, sounding properly panicked as he looked over himself. He was definitely having a hard time coming to terms with all of this, and his new, unexplained hunger only served to add to that. Sighing exasperatedly Kabocha reached up and rubbed the back of his neck, looking in the direction of the house before back at T'charrl. What he heck could he say to settle the kid down?

"Wait, really? You're good to go, just like that?" Kabocha asked, blinking in surprise. Without an answer T'charrl started to fly off, meaning yes. Shrugging it off the Saiyan started after him, keeping a firm grip on the General's limp form as he followed along.

Yumi smiled sympathetically at Shu as she knelt down, hoping to do her best to console him. He'd always been a bit jumpy, and an earthquake most certainly didn't help someone like that. Aside from being startled he looked alright, thankfully it hadn't agitated his neck in any obvious way.

"Yeah, it was shaking, but we don't know why yet." the Beastman replied, giving the Saiyan's hand a gentle patting. "We're going to find out why it happened, don't worry. You just have to lay here and relax."

Whatever it was it felt like it had come from the direction of the city, meaning that it may have been the Prince and Saiyans fighting. Strange though, she hadn't felt any mass of Ki save for a few short bursts, so that hadn't caused the quake. Really she couldn't think of anything else that might have created it, unless T'charrl's ability was really that strong. Maybe this was why he had been so uncertain about showing it to them, seeing as it had caused a lot of damage and hysteria in the city probably. Busy tending to Shu as she was Yumi noticed someone landing just outside the window, swiveling her head around to see Takeshi standing there, awkwardly trying to climb in through the window. He looked to be having a tough time of it, so with a roll of her eyes she left Shu's side for a moment, going to the window to help. Carefully wrapping her arms under his own she eased the Saiyan inside, frowning as he shirked himself free of her grasp once on his feet.

"What were you doing out there?" Yumi asked concerned, putting her hands on her hips. "You're injured Takeshi, you shouldn't be moving around at all, let alone climbing through windows."

"I was just getting some fresh air, relax..."

Takeshi said dismissively, not bothering to look in Yumi's direction as he spoke. Instead he focused on his younger brother, smiling faintly as he placed a hand over his stomach wound, numbly walking over to the couch. Once at the side he turned himself about, grunting as he eased his body down into a sitting position on the edge, mindful of not moving Shu in the process. What a sorry sight the two of them must be, with Shu being unable to move and himself essentially indisposed. To think they were going to try protecting people from their monster of a father, and yet here they were laid up after a single little scuffle. He couldn't blame Shu, it was a cheap shot that had done him in. But there was no excusing the state he was in, he'd screwed up. 

"There's a big tree in the city Shu... Like the one underground," the older boy explained, looking away at nothing in particular. "I think that's what caused the quake we felt... But I have no idea how it got there... And I can't tell anymore what's going on. The squad is still there, but there were two other powers too, and both of those have disappeared. If one was the General, then the other had to have been..." He didn't finish, not feeling the need two. There was only one other person present, and with that energy gone it could only mean one thing.

Yumi found it hard to believe a massive tree had suddenly sprouted up in the city, giving Takeshi a skeptical glance before walking out of the room. This was definitely something she needed to see for herself, even if she couldn't fathom why or how the Saiyan would lie about it. Everyone else was outside when she left the back door, gathered along the street and looking in the direction of the city. She didn't even need to go to them in order to spot what they were staring at. The sight made her jaw drop and eyes widen, as sure enough a massive tree, far bigger than the others around them now towered over the city. It was a beautiful thing, even from this distance she could see the lush vegetation on top, and various spots of soft colors indicating patches of flowers. The bark was a soft amber color, and seemed to twist and turn to form the outside of the plant. It was definitely not there before, so how had it gotten there?