Takeshi wanted to help Viral out, and make him feel better about his situation in turn. What he hadn't been wanting to do was send the guy into a panic attack. Unfortunately, the latter seemed to be what was happening. This wasn't what he wanted, not at all. None of them wanted to see the Beastman suffering like this, and every single one of them had tried their hand at helping. The fact he still was this way made it seem like an inadequacy on their parts, or that's how the Saiyan felt about it anyways. For them to go and claim being friends then being unable to help anything seemed awfully hypocritical and an empty promise. It almost seemed like for a split second there they might be making some leeway though, in spite of clearly ruffling some feathers. If careful enough maybe they could finally make some headway in helping get Viral back to his old self. As to how precisely things got better Takeshi couldn't say. He just knew they did, that's all. His life had most certainly, and so had everyone else's around him. In his mind things had a way of working out after so long, just the period of time could vary from person to person. For Viral, that period seemed indefinite right now. 

"The only thing stopping you is you..." Takeshi said, frowning to himself. "But... Like I said, we all believe you're in control. The only way you'd ever be like my father is if you let yourself become that. The problem is though you're not that person, we all know you're not. I... I don't know... You've got to see what we see in you, maybe. We don't see you as this monster, no matter what you believe. And I'm certain we're not the only ones that think that way. The reason we've all got confidence in you is because we know you're a good person, Viral. We know that you are the one in control, not your other form. We all believe that you can reign in that power if you believe you can, and that no one else can really command you to do anything. All my father did was exploit a weakness... He did that with all of us. There's no shame in an opponent taking advantage of something like that, and there's not even shame in hurting afterwards."

This was hard, playing doctor like this. Finding the right words was near impossible, and it just was starting to sound redundant. What were you supposed to tell someone with this kind of issue anyways? They had all already tried consoling Viral and arguing against his beliefs, that hadn't done anything. But if that wasn't the route to take then what was? The problems seemed obvious enough, and yet the solutions to them were as elusive as ever. All knowing the issue did was make them want to find the answer even more, and constantly falling short was a terribly infuriating thing.

"You're in control of yourself right now, you know." Takeshi pointed out, smiling faintly. "Think about it... Right now you're not that healthy, definitely not in your peak condition. And yet... Where is this monster...? If it's so violent and can emerge at any second, why isn't it doing that now, when it might be easier? I think... And this might just be me talking... The reason is because you're in control." Turning himself around the Saiyan faced Viral completely, leaning back and putting his arms out at his sides, again gazing up at the clouds. "Except for those rare moments when you get angry, like any of us, you're always in control. That's why we all put our faith in you, and why we're confident in you. It's why we all believe you will get better, and why we know you'll be among the strongest of us all. It's because no matter what, you always regain control. You have this... Inner strength, something that I don't even think any of us have. If we were in your position we would have given up long ago, I think. I know I would have. But, even if you don't know it, you're refusing to. You're still fighting, and you'll keep fighting until you get better. Because that's who you are, you're a fighter. And a good person, and someone that doesn't say quit. It's the reason that a lot of us kind of look up to you, because in some ways we envy you."

So that was how the tree came to be. Handling that much power, it seemed unreal. Garesh could almost understand in a way why Yusef had become so crazed over obtaining it. While he himself had no desire of it he could see the potential, and for a visionary man like the General it was the key. Clearly they had been playing with fire however, and had gotten burned quite badly as a result. He had to wonder what the people of the city were thinking about right at this moment. No doubt they were already nervous at having their supposed leader being taken down, and the emergence of a towering plant couldn't help their nerves much. If the people knew what kind of crisis had been averted, and what T'charrl had done in stopping the General, then they'd most certainly put aside any animosity. The Prince would be honored as the hero he was, not as a terrorist or enemy to the state.

"That could be T'charrl... I don't know..." Garesh remarked, pausing briefly as he took a bite of food. "I can't think of there ever being someone like you before. It could well be they were kept secret, precisely for the reason why you should have been. To prevent anyone from coming after you. But... Somehow I don't think that you are meant to just tend to a tree... Perhaps, you're meant to do much greater things?"

Smiling kindly to his son the General set his hands on the table, looking across at Yumi and Shu. "Perhaps... If you'd all be so kind, my son might join you? He may not be safe here for a while until things settle down, and I can't think of any better hands to leave him in than yours. Perhaps you can even help him in controlling this power of his a little better." To T'charrl again, still smiling, Garesh reached over and patted the boy's back. "Only if you're interested in it of course. We're not going to force you into leaving us, we'd never do that. But think about it, this could be a chance to see new things, and learn to deal with this new ability. Maybe, if you want it too, it could lead to getting you changed back."