Shu's understanding of this whole situation with his father was a little more than rocky. It was difficult to explain to him exactly what he should get from all of this since families could be so drastically different. Not to mention he'd been exposed to life on Earth, which in so many ways conflicted with the Saiyan lifestyle.Not to mention the other planets he had gone to as of late, who knows how those had effected his understanding. To give him an idea of how a family ought to operate then was near impossible, he had so many conflicting ideas. Kabocha was at his wits end with explaining it to him, letting out a soft sigh as he rubbed at his head. 

"He wanted you to be a strong soldier I'm guessing. That was his whole purpose behind that program, yeah? To make you guys work for him and be stronger?" Really though, if he wanted a loyal military all the king had to do was not be such a jerk. "We can't really answer any of that for you Shu, we just don't know. The collar program was pretty hush-hush for the most part, and the only time any of us saw it in action was when we saw you. Really, if we want to be able to get an answer then you'll have to ask your old man yourself. That... Or one of the scientists that worked on the program..."

He didn't want to put T'charrl on the spot like this, but if there was a chance to get some help then they needed to jump at it. Otherwise who knows how long it could take to get the others proper medical attention? Plus, while it wasn't his place to say what was fair and not he'd been given treatment, and therefore the others should get it as well. As far as he was concerned too both Shu and Viral needed attention much more than he did, and he was willing to do whatever was needed to make sure that they were seen to. Of course, all of this was moot thought if T'charrl wasn't up to or capable of helping them out.

"Well... I can try to scrape up a little more for you to use," Takeshi answered, smiling faintly as he looked ahead, watching the trees pass by. "Or... Yumi or Vegeta might be willing to help. The healthier everyone is the better the group is as a whole. If you agree to this then I appreciate it T'charrl, seriously. I'll owe you big time for this." He had no clue how he'd repay the Prince for it, but if he could help either his brother or the Beastman then he'd be indebted to him.

Getting Viral and Shu to a real doctor was definitely their first priority, no doubt about it. As to where that doctor could be found that was another question entirely, one they would probably not get an answer to until the last minute. Not the best way to look for medical attention certainly, but they didn't have very much else in the way of choices. Someone on this planet was bound to be a doctor, but Vegeta had already taken it upon himself more than once to play doctor since arriving, and he'd prefer to do it himself again. They needed someone familiar with Saiyan anatomy to properly see to Shu, and shy of someone who had experimented on Viral no one else was going to know much about the Beastman. What a headache to have to work through. Viral then brought up something Vegeta would rather have left alone; his pride when it came to fixing things. He definitely liked to think of himself as being capable when it came to things of this nature, and being beaten by a problem was never a satisfying outcome. He didn't take failure well.

"I-I do not throw tantrums!" Vegeta huffed indignantly, crossing his arms over his chest. "And... I know I'm ready to fight. I haven't trained in what, three days? I spent a year training before that, a few days isn't going to throw me off completely. Sheesh... And why wouldn't you be able to fight once you heal? It's the only thing keeping you back. Well... That and... The PTSD..." It felt like it ought to be a taboo subject, Viral's problem. Yet they couldn't just brush it under the rug, not when it was very clearly a problem that needed helping. "Look, you were the strongest out of all of us before this happened, okay? And I'm willing to bet you will be again, but only when we go and get you the help you need. We want you to get back to that point, all you've got to do is let us help you get there."

"And we're going to be as patient as we can about it too," Yumi interjected, shooting Vegeta a warning glance before smiling at Viral. "No one is bored with you, we promise. We only want to help, that's all. We're excited to be able to fight with you just like we always used to, and that can't happen until you feel better. That's why we're being so persistent about things, because we want to get back to how things used to be with the three of us. Don't you want that too?"