It was safe to say the conversation over the sword wasn't going anywhere pleasant, so Takeshi elected to drop it altogether. Sooner or later Viral would come around to training him, he liked to think so. After all, they would be returning to Earth probably right after this, and there the Beastman would get his help. Once that was done he'd be happy... Or the equivalent of happy when it came to Viral. 

"I know he didn't like that Shu... And I apologized," Takeshi said, a bit deflated that his brother was getting in on it too. He could very well argue with someone else, but with Shu he didn't have the heart to say anything back. Smiling sadly the older boy then shook his head, slumping slightly. "I wouldn't call your tail a thing, because it's not a thing. His sword... It's an object I guess? A tool? Thing was the wrong word to say, I get it. But I don't understand how it's supposed to be an extension of your body." That had very clearly flown over his head. It was a weapon, that's all it was. Whatever Viral was talking about was over complicating things, plain and simple. 

Everything happening was a fair bit worrying. They were going on another mission, which every time it happened she couldn't help but become concerned. Simple fact being that they couldn't possibly know everything they might encounter, and they could well run into something well beyond their expertise. Hearing everyone arguing too was a downer, Yumi's ears folding flat against her head sadly. Viral was awake and at least a little better, they should be happy. Coupled with her already troubled thoughts and she was feeling awfully down now. Her hand was gripped by another, and she looked up to see Choi smiling at her reassuringly. "I know you guys will be fine up here. Just try and keep T'charrl some company too, please? I don't want him getting lonely since Shu is coming with us." The Kaesstrian was much like the little Saiyan in that regard, she'd found. With his being so far from home, family and comfort he definitely needed company. Maybe it would be best he come with them actually, now that Yumi considered it. Just as she was going to change her mind the healing room door slid open, and she turned expecting to see Viral coming out ready to go. What she didn't expect was for her friend to make a savage leap at Takeshi, his weapon drawn. "Viral, no!"

Takeshi had only just taken notice of the door opening up, and had absolutely no time to react to what was going on. Alarmed seeing the cleaver racing for him he did the only thing he could think to, raising an arm up above his head to take the blade instead of having something vital hit. Expecting the bite of steel he was confused when there was no pain, looking up baffled over his extended limb at the Beastman. So that was supposed to be some kind of test, was that it? Okay, now he was getting angry.

"Are you serious?! That's what that was about!" Takeshi snapped, dropping his arm and glaring at Viral. "I apologized already, what more do you want me to do?! Did you really have to go and nearly kill me, you jerk?" That was so uncalled for, he'd darn near lost a limb. Trembling slightly, both out of anger and a bit of fright he clenched his fists, resisting the urge of hitting his friend for pulling a stunt like that. Before things had a chance to escalate however the ship's communications system chimed to life, and one of the engineers voices sounded throughout the craft.

"Er... Everyone? We've got trouble!" the voice said, "At least five ships approaching, fast! We tried hailing them but they won't reply, and they all look like they're armed! What should we do?" Well that brought up a troubling situation, bringing the arguing to a quick close. With apparent enemies closing in fast they had to decide if it was fight or flight. Since they had gone through the trouble of getting to this world fight seemed to be a bit more of a convenient option, but was it better? The craft only had two cannons that they knew of, and some basic shields to absorb a few hits. Against five probably faster craft though was a fight going to be wise?

"Damn it all... Did the Saiyans send people after us?" Not good, they had to fight them. If these were Saiyan vessels they would be relentless in their pursuit, or at the very least report back with the craft they had. Vegeta didn't like their odds of a battle, still new to the controls, but it was crucial they not be seen or followed by the enemy. "I need two people to come with me to the bridge to man the cannons, I don't care who!" Turning then he began to run off towards the bridge again, making hasty speed to get there and turning into a faint blur rather quickly. Well some mess this had turned out to be. After Vegeta went Kabocha, more than willing to get into a fight, even if it meant losing their ship. That left just one person needed to fire the second cannons.