"Ah come on, you're brother is too stubborn for anything bad to happen to him," Kabocha quipped, smiling slightly. He reached down to punch Shu's shoulder playfully but stopped himself, thinking better of it. Probably best he doesn't give Takeshi a reason to kill him when he got back. "T'charrl's going to be fine too. Everything's going to be just great, so don't sweat it."

The balancing act of keeping Shu calm was already proving to be a headache. Their fear of the boy was grossly exaggerated, but as far as the squad was concerned he might go ape at any moment, and at least in Kabocha's mind he wanted to prevent that at all costs. Tucking his hands away in his pockets he swayed back and forth on his feet a little, wondering just what to do now. Really until the Prince came back and got their parents here their part was done with. Considering how big of a fit that the kid had been throwing the chances of him coming back any time soon were not terribly likely unfortunately. Best get used to being in this house, he mused a tad bitterly. Could be worse... He could be back in the king's command, there was always a worse.

The simple act of being able to hold her son again was by far the greatest delight of the day. The General's capture and the end to the war was a great achievement to be sure, but this eclipsed that completely. The moment that she held him was so emotionally straining and touching that for the first time in a very great while Eslaria felt tears threatening to roll onto her cheeks. Vigorously she blinked them back, not wanting to alarm the Prince with any unusual emotional displays. When his arms wrapped around her and he began to plead for help that's when her heart finally gave in and melted, the ice sheath that surrounded it from the long, stressful war vanishing immediately. Taking a secure hold of her son she reached up, near having to get on her toes as she stroked the back of her head, emitting a low, soft humming sound similar to a coo as she tried to soothe him.

"Don't be scared, little Prince, it's going to be okay," the Queen whispered, her own voice taught with emotion. "We'll find out what this is, and we'll help get you back to your old self. Renthal is the best doctor we have, he'll have you cured in no time darling." Even as she spoke it the words didn't sound very hopeful to her. True, Renthal was a wizard in medicine, but this was like nothing they had ever seen before. It was very likely that nothing in their arsenal of natural remedies, or even any of their technological cures could fix this change. So what could then?

Takeshi flew rather slowly as he searched for the Queen and T'charrl, being mindful to scan the area as carefully as possible. His body was still relatively weak, and every time he had to land to gather more energy he nearly collapsed. He wanted to be of use though, to someone, and who better than the friend of his kid brother. It was a beautiful thing, the medicine that the Prince had given him earlier. Despite having open wounds they did not bleed at all, nor did they really hurt. There was only a dull ache where the injuries sat, yet aside from that it was almost as if he had no wounds whatsoever. It would be a while yet until his Ki was able to fully recover from all of this, right now his body too busy mending to create proper amounts. That was fine though, the fighting was over with, and shy of this flight he really had no use of it. The search was proving to be relatively fruitless, after all it was a large forest to cover in a single man search. Eventually he got lucky though, stumbling across a series of trees that had been unnaturally scraped and bent, along with the occasional tuft of fur clung to a bush or low branch. It was hard to picture what T'charrl had become to cause this, not to mention the footprints he was seeing imbedded in the ground. Inhaling deeply to stave off the dull throbbing in his gut a bit longer Takeshi kept flying ahead, hopeful to find the Prince soon.

"Ruined my plans...? What are you..." Eslaria looked up at her son dishearteningly, frowning for a moment as she mulled over what he said. When it finally dawned on her she smiled sympathetically, shaking her head and once more lifting a hand to rub his cheek.

"Those aren't important now, don't worry about those. All that matters to me is your well being, understand? I only care about you, an getting you home safely. Whatever happens later will happen, we'll cross that bridge when we get to it."'

As she consoled her son she picked up the sound of crunching leaves an branches, her antennae twitching irritably at the noise. Freezing in her spot one of her lower hands immediately went for her belt, and after removing a dagger she put an arm before T'charrl, stepping in front of him to confront whoever was there. When she spun about she was all ready to fight, only to stare angrily at Takeshi when she spotted him standing there with a dumbfounded look on his face. They were in the middle of a rather important discussion and he had to bumble in here, and for what? Sighing softly she lowered her dagger, though she kept an arm out protectively before her son.

"What is it...? I didn't ask for anyone to come with me."

Takeshi smiled apologetically, nodding his head as he reached his free hand out to support himself against a tree. Well she hadn't attacked him, so that wasn't a good thing.

"I know ma'am, and I'm sorry... I just wanted to see if I can be of any help." Looking at the large Kaesstrian behind the Queen he put two and two together, and reflexively his eyebrows rose a bit in surprise. "T'charrl...? Uh... Can I help with anything?"

"We never said you were a child, and we're certainly not implying that you are." Vegeta replied gently, securing the new bandages. "You were only out for about two hours, that's all. But a lot has happened between then and now, and unfortunately I don't know the whole story. But we'll try to fill you in where we can."

Between Yumi and Vegeta they provided all the facts about what had happened as best they could. They knew the General was beaten, the squad had helped T'charrl do it, and now the Prince had run off to the woods for whatever reason. They were careful to avoid anything that involved Viral's own situation, namely the nightmares that he had been having. There was concern between both of them over that, and his quip about their behavior towards him was a fair one. Really they were the closest people that he had when it came to family, so justifiably to them it was normal behavior. For someone unaccustomed to it however it definitely came across as unusual or unnecessary. Nonetheless, they expressed their concern, albeit in a reigned-in manner. 

"That's everything we know. Provided that T'charrl comes back soon, and he's healthy," Vegeta continued, pausing as he rubbed at his chin, "I imagine we'll be out of here before the day is over. Then we can find someone to really heal you and the boys up, and we'll be on our way."