"Really...? T'charrl can heal people?" Vegeta asked, a bit deflated. Letting out a soft sigh his shoulders slumped, smiling faintly as he looked at Viral. "Well... My methods take a while anyways, so you might as well go for it. Better than having to wait to heal."

Takeshi smiled cheerfully enough, glad that he was able to help a bit. There was earnest surprise on his part to, surprise that Viral had listened to him. In his elation for helping there was a hint of triumph too at finally having gotten the Beastman to agree with something. Albeit, one would have to be utterly insane to turn down having their wounds healed, and none of them were that far gone. With the Prince's new found power both his brother and friend would be back on their feet in no time and ready to go. Words couldn't express his gratitude towards the Kaesstrian enough, they'd certainly find a means of paying him back for all of his help.

"Honestly...? He just kind of came up to me and... Did it..." Takeshi answered, shrugging his one good shoulder. "It feels weird when he does it, but you saw my stomach, good as new. Not just the skin, the muscle and everything is healed too. So even if you've got something internal you're going to be just fine when he's through with you." Nodding his head cheerfully he turned to leave the room, pausing as he threw a somewhat sheepish smile over his shoulder at the others. "Oh... And he kind of needs energy to do it... And since he's running a little low... You're going to have to give him some to use guys!"

"Hey, that's not fair!" Yumi shouted, watching as the Saiyan slipped out of the room with a laugh. Sneaky little jerk, pulling one over them like that. Not that she terribly minded giving up some energy, but it was the way he told them that annoyed her. Trying to pull a fast one almost, or avoid being slapped more likely. Still, they now had a means of helping Viral, physically at least.

"We'll definitely go with this then, and I'll give up some of my energy." Vegeta remarked, smiling down at Viral. "After all I'm determined to heal you, and in this case I'm doing it inadvertently. It'll have to be good enough for me ego for the time being." Now came the matter of moving the Beastman, something that may prove to be quite a bit of trouble if not done carefully. His wounds had begun to heal and were covered, sure, but agitation might reopen them. "How do you want to do this? Think you can settle for us carrying you out, or do you want to walk? We just need to be mindful of your injuries."

Eslaria looked back at her son curiously as he hid against her, wondering why he was so utterly worried. Even if he had changed now they were drastically different to T'charrl's friends upon their arrival, and they hadn't reacted unfavorably then. That wasn't bound to change now that he'd transformed a little, certainly not to those who he considered friends. Nonetheless she indulged his need for comfort, wrapping her arms as far around him as she could and giving his back a gentle rubbing. A gentle giant, the Prince. Even if he grew large he was still as kind-hearted and timid as ever, and to her that was endearing. It was also a reason she had so readily asked him to lead the new government when the time came, she knew he'd never become corrupted by power like so many before him. 

"Even now... You still come to your mother for protection," Eslaria teased gently, lifting a claw to stroke T'charrl's fur on the top of his head. "I still plan on calling you little Prince young man, no matter how large you may grow. I hope that doesn't bother you too much."

Satisfied that Viral was going to be taken care of Takeshi made it a point to then go to see to his brother. The squad was still gathered in the room with Shu when he got there, just reaching the end of a conversation by the sounds of it. Smiling as he placed his sword down against the wall he eased past a surprised Kabocha, going directly to the couch and to his sibling's side. He was still laid out as stiff as could be, but in a matter of moments he'd be springing around again like the little monkey he was, and that thrilled the older boy to no end. Leaning over Shu so he could be seen Takeshi lightly placed a hand on top of his head, ruffling his hair carefully to not shift him about too much.

"Guess what buddy? We've got someone who can help heal you. You're going to be moving about again in no time!" Looking over his shoulder then he passed hopeful glances around his squad, silently opting for one of them to lend him a hand with moving the crippled boy.