"Very well, I won't press the matter any more. Simply figured I would offer." Vegeta assumed Viral was simply being a touch too prideful to accept the medicine, whether he needed it or not. Anyone else would take it if they were in enough pain, they wouldn't be too proud to accept a single painkiller to ease a little discomfort. Ah well, no sense in getting all wound up over it. Tearing apart what looked like a drumstick he slowly picked at it, finding the combination of flavor and texture a touch unusual but not terribly unappealing. There were other matters for Viral to contend with anyways, matters which a simple little pill would not solve. Bringing up the two women vying for his attention Vegeta smirked in amusement, shrugging his shoulders as he kept his eyes trained on his food. "What can I say? They see the alpha and they want his favor, and they will do anything to get it," he continued to press, glancing briefly over from the corner of his eye before chuckling, "I'm only teasing you Viral. You're one of Yumi's closest friends and she cares dearly for you, that's why she does what she does. I'm sure I would get the same reaction were I in your position," he mused, pausing to grab his glass of fermented juice and take a slow sip, "Ah... Now Eris I can't say for sure, we haven't known her long enough. She may legitimately want you though, in which case I can only say good luck."

Having been in the middle of eating her food Yumi had to cover her mouth when T'charrl unwittingly made a joke, trying not to spit her food out as she laughed. She thought he had legitimately understood what she meant yet it seemed like it had completely passed him by still, poor thing. "No, that's not what I meant," she laughed, reaching over and patting one of his shoulders, "Armed combat means with weapons, and unarmed combat means without, understand? If I said you use unarmed combat you wouldn't go and fight without your arms or legs, would you?" she asked rhetorically, giggling again before shaking her head. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to laugh at you, but it was funny. And you never know, different body types or not we could probably teach each other sometime! I know a lot of styles, and you're bound to know something, considering who your parents are. Maybe we can train together after this?" They hadn't really done much of anything together since Kaesstra, with the bulk of their interaction being on rides between planets or fighting together. Wouldn't it be fun then, just getting to play around, train and maybe chat? Hearing Haku's request on meeting T'charrl's parents Yumi pretended to cough, shaking her head when he looked over before resuming eating when T'charrl looked as well.

"Oh? W-Well then... I'll have to be careful not to make her mad then..." How bad could she be really? He'd dealt with bitter, angry drill instructors and commanders all his life, no one could be as nasty as they were. So maybe she had a little bit of a temper or she had a tendency to shout, that was nothing he wasn't accustomed to. "I'd just like to meet them sometime is all, and uh... Y-Yeah, can we please not tell them that part? I uh... I don't think they'd like me much then," the Saiyan muttered with a nervous laugh, rubbing at his neck awkwardly, "It's not like I could have anyways, I mean... I kind of got the jump on you guys then, you didn't expect me. I uh... I've seen you fight though and you're all a lot s-stronger than me, I was an idiot for even trying that." He had just been following orders back then too, and it was either follow his orders or go back, get thrown in a cell or outright killed for screwing it up. In hindsight he'd been meant to die fighting them but he'd been lucky, they weren't the sort of people to do that. Lucky him?

Takeshi had no idea what to say or how to really apologize, he should just say sorry right? He figured that was how you did it and so that's what he went with, admitting he had screwed up before and throwing in a handful of apologies for good measure. He didn't expect Viral to just suddenly open up and accept his words, sure, but he expected a little more than what he was getting in exchange. Lifting his head as the Beastman spoke he frowned, his hands balling up into fists as he tore into the grass beneath him. When the matter of appearances was brought up he grit his teeth and looked down again, wanting to argue that Viral was completely wrong and he had no idea what he was talking about; Takeshi wanted to tell Viral he had the wrong idea and yet his friend was right on the money, even if he didn't want to admit it, which he didn't. "You're saying it like I'm always looking out for myself, and that's not true! I've helped you guys fight plenty of times!" he argued, looking up and smiling uncertainly, "I helped you when you were still under father's control, and I helped you on Kaesstra, and... I've helped you plenty! And I've helped Shu a lot too, so don't say I don't look out for others!" He probably shouldn't be arguing this but he felt like he was being attacked now, all for trying to apologize. Getting up he looked at Viral uncertainly, unsure of what to say now that his apology hadn't done anything. "We took care of it, didn't we? So... So what's the big deal? You'll be fine, and Shu is fine, and tomorrow we'll go kill those things! Who cares what that thing looked like, if we see another I'll kick its ass!"