Yumi was quick to get back on the offensive after being knocked away, springing right up and answering Viral's punches with a flurry of kicks. Thanks to her extensive training with martial arts she was just as adept with kicks as anything else, and could deliver them in quick succession. The first one surprisingly enough connected, and from there she continued her little barrage. With a good many successful hits it didn't take long to overwhelm her friend, ultimately knocking him down onto the ground as a result. As soon as Viral had fallen she stopped, standing before him and bouncing lightly on the balls of her feet, holding her fists up at the ready. The Beastman took a moment to rise back up to his feet, and when he did he was holding his stomach, worrying Yumi a little. Lowering her fists she stopped moving about, standing steady footed and biting down on her lower lip uncertainly. "Are you okay...? I didn't agitate a wound did I?" she asked, immediately looking for some trace of blood beneath Viral's paw. "Should we stop?"

"Nah, you're not stupid. You made a mistake, everyone does. Hell, I made a bigger mistake than you did about a year ago, and I'm still paying for it. So... Really aside from you changing your mistake isn't all that bad. I mean everything worked out in the end right? The General was arrested, your people are going to be all the better for it. And you're out here with us, traveling around and seeing new worlds. I'd hardly call that a mistake." Plus once they trained T'charrl to control his powers they could see about getting him back to his old self. Once that happened, and it was going to one way or another, there would be literally no downside to what was done. Still watching his brother he spotted the new aliens, immediately noting how protective they were of the smaller animal. Must be their parents, Takeshi mused, smiling happily at the thought. Leaning over he rested his arms across his knees, watching Shu handle the situation below. It was doubtful there was a need for them to become involved, these creatures certainly weren't what they were looking for and hardly seemed imposing at all. 

The father wasn't very thrilled at having his son with the alien, this one simply couldn't be trusted. There was no way of knowing who he was or if he was with those visitors from before, or he could be completely unrelated. Hearing Shu's reply about not harming them didn't totally settle his nerves, but the alien was going to have to take what he could get for now. Having his child becoming affectionate towards this thing in their home certainly complicated things. "Sky...? From sky like enemy, or from sky like gods?" There were an awful lot of things coming from the sky as of late, things they had never seen before. Why did there have to be so many strange beings coming into their homes and lives now? The gods were fine, they were helpful, but all these visitors were just plain annoying. "If you have home, go home. Not our home, not yours."

"He friend father! Friend! No hurt us, promise! Nice!" the child argued, tugging on Shu's leg again before finally letting him go and waddling over to the berries. Picking one up he smiled cheerfully, offering one up to the young Saiyan. "Friend, he's nice. We show him god, they agree. Yes?"

"If god say he good, then he good. If not, god kill him." They were not the right ones to pass judgment, regardless of what they thought. If he killed this alien and the gods did not approve then it would be just as bad as those other aliens returning, perhaps even worse. The gods helped them, but could be violent towards those who opposed them, so it was crucial they remain in their favor. "You, alien. Alone? Others? Tell me."