Takeshi wasn't going to touch that one with a ten foot pole. Sure T'charrl looked different now, but he certainly wouldn't say he was something of a failed experiment. That seemed to be a little harsh, especially since he was saying it of himself. A failed experiment oddly enough would be Shu or Viral, in terms of their collars. Or perhaps even Yumi, as her loyalty was never bought and arguably all they did was make a more powerful enemy. Those were definitely failures, but this was just an accident. That would all stay neatly tucked away in the recesses of the Saiyan's mind. If he said a word of any of that there would be a wide range of emotions, least of which would be anger, in the form of Yumi's foot, firmly planted on his arse. Yeah, definitely not something that he wanted. Takeshi couldn't well get the whole fitting in problem either, never having been too terribly concerned with going along with the majority. Even now that he'd lightened up a bit he had little desire to get back to the bustle of their own cities, or be forced to talk to other people. Those with him now were perfectly enough, he'd happily keep it that way if he could.

"You're not causing anyone inconvenience, don't worry about it," he reassured, smiling politely. "Seriously, you're helping us out, we can't expect you to do everything all at once realistically. We know you'll get to it when you can, and that's that. Right?" Takeshi grabbed and pulled open the front door, gesturing for T'charrl to head on in first. When his picture from before was mentioned the Saiyan cringed slightly, his smile becoming more sheepish as he rubbed at the back of his neck. "It wasn't THAT hard to tell what it was... Was it? If you need help then I'll help, or I'm sure someone else can help too. Heck, Shu knows what he looks like too, I don't see why he wouldn't be able to do anything."

Choi and Kai were right, there wasn't reason to worry. Viral was going to do just fine, and they'd get everyone the help they needed soon enough. It was easy to stress about these things, and Yumi found herself doing so quite a bit. It was nice then to have some optimism to counter her worries, definitely a welcome change. The worst of it was behind them, it had to be. Everyone had been put through some kind of torment by now, so it was high time that things started to get better. She'd have to tell herself that from now on, no use in bringing everyone down. Looking to Shu she smiled tenderly, walking over and taking the seat beside him.

"We'll go wherever we want, I'd imagine," Yumi replied, lifting a hand to tap Shu's nose with a fingertip playfully. "I don't know if there will be fruit or not, but we can do whatever we want from now on. We can see all sorts of planets, and explore if we want to. Or we can go back to Earth, eventually. Doesn't the idea of exploring seem exciting?"

Takeshi stopped at the family room when he spotted Kabocha asleep on the couch, a bit surprised that he'd fallen asleep. The boy had never really been one to drift off in the middle of something, he must have been awfully tired then. Well, too bad for him. They had things to do now, he'd have to wait until later to rest. Smiling impishly at T'charrl he put a finger to his lips, walking into the room quietly and over to the sofa. Letting out a chuckle under his breath he reached down, pinching the other Saiyan's nose and holding it. After a brief pause Kabocha snorted, waking abruptly then with a start and flailing his arms in confusion. Takeshi stepped away from the other boy with a laugh, putting his hands up at the angry glance that he was getting. Might as well have some fun with it.

"Easy there, just had to get you up. We're going to get your parents soon, so I figured you'd like to be awake for it."

Kabocha lowered his fists at the mention of his parents, blinking the drowsiness from his eyes before smiling. "Oh...? Well you could have just said so..." he mumbled, lifting his arms up over his head and groaning softly. 

Takeshi only shrugged to that, smirking as he gestured for his friend to follow along. His next stop was the kitchen to fetch the others, and he got there just to hear the tail end of a conversation. He didn't know quite what they were going over, but he agreed with the latter part of it. Exploration would be nice, he was curious to see what other worlds and peoples were out there among the stars, just waiting to be discovered. That was a luxury though, and unfortunately not one they could afford right now. There was a fair bit they needed to see to before anything for themselves could be done really, least of which was get Viral some proper help. 

"Exploring is going to have to wait..." Takeshi interjected, smiling as he pointed over his shoulder at T'charrl. "Because we're going to save their parents first. If you're all set to go let's head outside and get this done with."

Vegeta sat a little ways away from Viral, having opted to just remain silent after a few failed attempts to strike up conversation. It was painfully clear that they were inept on giving him the kind of care he needed right now, regardless of how much they tried to help it. Their next stop then was going to have to be somewhere that a proper doctor was available, one who knew how to deal with PTSD. It sucked that none of them were able to help it though, especially when for them it was such a personal matter. Sighing to himself the Saiyan lifted his head as the door opened, glancing over to the house to see everyone beginning to file out. Figuring what was going on he smiled a little, putting a hand on the ground and getting to his feet. So they were finally going to take care of this little promise of Takeshi's, good. Once this was done they could get going, and get to real important tasks. 

"So you need Goku's appearance then...?" Every had settled around in a small group, T'charrl being at the center of it. Takeshi was trying to provide as best a description of the man in question as he could, but it was a little tricky, hardly being all that articulate when it came to things like this. "Well... He looks like us... And has black, spiky hair, and... He wears orange clothes... Uh..." Giving his head a scratching he looked over at Shu, smiling hopefully. "Anything to add buddy?"