Vegeta tore into a steak a bit sloppily, quickly covering his mouth with an open hand as he chewed it up, embarrassed by taking a much too large bite. One thing he was liking so far about traveling like this was the foods they were getting to try. Uuonoe had some interesting bits for him to try, and now this planet had even more to offer. He almost wondered if he'd be able to be satisfied by the simple foods back on Earth when they finally returned. Very few items if anything were comparable to some of what he was eating now, he reflected disappointingly. It could also just be his lack of regular meals that made this taste better, he wasn't sure. As swallowed back a helping he looked at Shu curiously when he spoke, not quite following the kid's line of questioning at first. Exchanging curious looks with Yumi he then followed T'charrl's glance towards the kitchen window. When it finally dawned on him his jaw hung loosely, dropping his utensils and blinking in surprise. They'd sorted out Viral before finally sitting down for dinner, making him comfortable, but no one had brought him inside. In the midst of their excitement to eat they'd left him lying in the sun.

"Oh damn it all!" Yumi exclaimed, smacking her hands on the table. "We're so stupid! How did we forget him?"

They had taken a few pillows out to the Beastman so he wasn't lying flat on the ground, and had figured a bit of sun before the meal would maybe warm him up to eating some. In their own desire to get food in their bellies though it had slipped their mind to get him inside with them. Mentally kicking herself for forgetting Yumi glanced down at her own plate, frowning as she pushed it away in disappointment. They were so staunch on having Viral eat and yet they completely left him out of this meal, some friends they were. Grabbing for another plate to bring to him she stopped when Takeshi grabbed one instead, looking up curiously to see him begin to pile food onto it himself.

"I got it, don't worry. You just sit down and eat," Takeshi said, smiling politely. His own plate was nearly empty anyways, he had enough to tide him over for a little while. 

Once the plate was covered in meat and fruit he pushed his chair out, carefully balancing the plate in both hands while making his way to the back door. He could still eat a lot more, but someone really should try to get the Beastman to have a bit or two. Getting to the door Takeshi found himself at an impasse, already holding the stacked plate in both hands and having no means of opening the door. Frowning to himself he tried to knock the handle down with his hip, only managing to prod himself in the leg awkwardly with it. Taking a step back he then tried to push it down with his foot, nearly toppling backwards and losing the food in the process. Seeing his bumbling Yumi rose out of her seat, coming to his help and opening up the back door for him. Nodding gratefully he hurried on past her, right down the steps and into the yard where Viral was laying. Still laid out as he was, across a few pillows for comfort. It was pretty bad that he'd been left here, and if he was angry then it was justifiably so.

"Not interrupting anything am I?" Takeshi asked, smiling as he stood over Viral. With plate in hand he eased himself down onto the ground, sitting cross-legged besides his friend and placing the food down before him. "Just finished eating, figured I'd come out and say hello. And offer you some food, if you want it." he added, easing the tray closer to Viral. "It came out really good."

Kabocha was surprised to see Takeshi going out, never having known him to walk away from a meal. Glancing over at the Saiyan's plate he was even more surprised that it wasn't even cleaned off, as there was still a fair amount of food left. Definitely not like the same squad leader that they had known before, not by a long shot. Was this what he was really like, outside of the oppressive military? Or was this a new change? It was baffling, whatever the case, and he had to know what was going on. After hastily chewing up a piece of fruit he wiped his mouth on his hand, leaning forward over the table and staring at Shu curiously.

"Hey... What's the deal with your brother...?" Kabocha asked, intent on finally getting answers. "Why's he always so happy and... Weird like that? Did he go crazy?"