Vegeta was more than happy to help Viral, but he opted to let the Beastman try for himself, knowing how his pride went. Rather quickly though his friend realized he needed a hand, to which both the Saiyan and Yumi readily lent him. Each of them slung one of the man's arms over their shoulders, trying not to just pick him up but instead relieve any pressure on his midsection so that he could for the most part walk. In just a minute, if what Takeshi was saying was true, Viral wouldn't need their help to get up and about. That definitely had to be a relief on his mind, it certainly was on theirs.

"I just thought I'd offer, rather than seem like I'm ordering you to do something," Vegeta replied defensively. "Like I said before, I don't want you to think of me as a master or anything, and that means you're not taking orders from me. If we ask you to do anything it's a suggestion or a request, not a demand. Understand?"

Rather than act aghast at her son's words Eslaria found herself laughing. It was more of a suppressed giggle, but enough to make her shake a bit as she continued to stroke T'charrl's head comfortingly. "My darling, you don't want to eat me. I'm old and not very tender any more I'm afraid, you'd be hard pressed to make a meal out of me," she joked lightly, bringing her hand down to pat his cheek. "I saw the look, believe me, but I know my little Prince. He'd never harm anyone without just cause, no matter what. That... Creature that you turned into? It's not as strong as you think it is. I've raised my boy well enough that he should know he can conquer anything if he puts his mind to it, and that includes that new side to you." Smiling tenderly she gave his cheek another gentle patting before grabbing his arms, easing them off of her person carefully. "It's not unlike being royalty, my son. With power comes a necessity for control. All you need is to find how to control that power, and it'll never frighten you again."

With slow, deliberate steps Yumi and Vegeta made their way out to the back door. They passed by Katas coming in on their way out, not quite sure what he was up to coming inside. Garesh and Katas had moved the General not too long ago to a tree on the edge of the yard, just to keep him out of view better. Just as well, it was a little uncomfortable knowing that man was sitting right on the other side of the door the whole time. Carefully using his foot to push the door open the Saiyan twisted himself sideways to get outside, leading Viral out gently in the process. He saw T'charrl there standing in the yard with his mother, only staring for a brief moment before getting to the task at hand. Definitely different, but not terribly abnormal. He'd seen stranger things on Earth alone, that was nothing. Indeed it was really not an issue for them seeing changes like that, it was almost a common occurrence in their group between Shu and Viral.

"Uh... T'charrl...?" Yumi quipped, stopping in step with Vegeta as he did so. "We brought Viral out... And Takeshi said you might be able to give him some help. If we're not imposing, I'm sure he'd definitely appreciate it too." Agreeing or not they opted to get the Beastman off of his feet, easing him into a sitting position back on the ground. Yumi remained standing over him, keeping a hopeful glance on the Prince as Vegeta helped support their friend. "Also... I'm glad you're okay. When they said you ran off somewhere I thought something really bad happened," she explained, putting on a small smile and giggling softly. "But you just got a growth spurt silly!"

"T'charrl can use our energy to heal us... I think. It's complicated, but it works, I promise." Takeshi smiled, stepping back so that the twins could get to Shu. "To be honest I don't understand it either, all I know is he can make it happen. And I'm guessing you're tired of lying around like that, so we'd better get you over there to get patched up."

Taking pause for a moment he looked over at the twins, watching them almost methodically lift Shu up, grateful for their carefulness. He wasn't paralyzed, but that didn't mean there was no chance if he was moved too harshly. His squad was taking great care in preventing any further damage, making sure that Shu scarcely shifted at all in their grasp. 

"His mother got him back really, all I did was get in the way," Takeshi admitted, smirking as he itched the side of his nose. "He's definitely full of surprises, I'll give him that. As if we didn't owe him big time enough already, now he's going to be mending everyone's wounds. How the heck are we going to pay this back...?"