"Yeah, let's do this." Vegeta agreed, nodding his head. 

Stepping around T'charrl to give him access to Shu a bit easier. Looking at the Kaesstrians curiously he frowned, not quite certain where he was supposed to put his hand. Eventually deciding on the orb on his left shoulder he placed his palm on the cool gem, Almost as soon as his skin touched the protrusion he felt his Ki being drawn out involuntarily, like he was gathering for an attack. The flow wasn't terribly strong, yet it was enough to be noticed. It continued on for just over a minute, and it slowly began to feel like a noticeable pull on his reserves by that point. Not a tremendously exhausting experience by the time it was over he had plenty of Ki still, only pulling his hand off when he saw that the process was over. Curiously he drew his hand back, looking down at his palm. He'd seen healing before to be sure, but this was the first time it was ever done in such a way. It was like T'charrl used their energy as a conduit for his power. If it was that helpful then Vegeta was more than happy to lend his strength when needed.

"Wow... That's some power!" Kabocha exclaimed, smiling wide. "Seriously... Both of them are totally fine now, that's awesome! Never seen anyone that had that kind of ability before!" There had been plenty of alien races that they had encountered in their time, but none that he knew of that could mend wounds like that. They should bring the Prince around with them, it'd be wonderful to have a healer in their group. Considering how well Saiyans healed they could fight til they dropped and get right back up, stronger than ever. As if picking up on this line of thought Kabocha felt a hand smack the back of his head, wincing and glancing back at Takeshi with a glare.

Takeshi gave the other boy a warning glance before shaking his head, pushing himself to his feet. He'd thought the same thing too admittedly, but realized rather quickly it was a selfish and unfair thing to ask of T'charrl. The kid wasn't some tool for them to use, he was as every much his own person as they were. If he should offer to help then all the more for it, but otherwise he never wanted to put the Kaesstrian on the spot. On his feet he went right over to Shu's side, though first making a stop at Viral to check on the Beastman. He was laid out in exhaustion, but the wound on his stomach was very clearly healed. Pleased the Saiyan reached down, giving his friend's shoulder a gentle pat and smiling warmly. It was nice to see him all patched up, his wound had been very troubling. Plus now maybe they could begin the road to recovery at last, something that was long overdue for the poor guy. It wasn't just Yumi and Vegeta that wanted Viral back on his feet, after all.

"You seem to be doing a bit better," Takeshi remarked, smiling as he knelt down by Shu. His brother looked to be moving around a bit, and perhaps while not totally healed he was definitely not stuck against the ground now. He gave his brother's hair another gentle ruffle, this one a little more earnest than the one before now that he could take it. Glancing over aty the Prince he smiled happily, reaching out and giving the Prince a pat on his arm. "Thanks a ton, really. We owe you big time for all of this."

"So how about you feed my son a decent meal?" Eslaria spoke up, putting her hands on her hips. "The way I see it he just helped all three of you heal in record time, and he's still going to be saving other people on your behalf. I think the very least that can be done for him is to give him the proper nutrition he needs."

Yumi certainly agreed with that, it seemed fair to her. After all T'charrl was saving both them and the other Saiyans a great deal of trouble, and heck, probably lives. Not to mention all that he had just spared his own people from by putting an end to this war. For everything he was giving he deserved a lot more than just a hot meal really, but it was a good start.

"We'll give him all the food he can eat and then some!" Yumi declared, grinning as she clenched a fist and tossed it in the air. "We'll make whatever he wants, and as much of it as he can possibly eat! We'll make a huge feast before we go away, it'll be great!" She paused for a second, smiling as she reached down and grabbed Vegeta's hand, yanking him to her side and slinging her arm around his shoulders. "And he's going to help me do it!"