"Relax Shu, we're not stealing anything..." Takeshi said, waving a hand dismissively. "Besides, when have we ever stolen before? Uh... Aside from those soldiers on Kaesstra... When have we stolen? Never, so it's not like we've made a habit of it." Stealing was well below them. At any rate they had no reason to steal, these people would likely give them all they needed and more if they only just asked for it. Kind of a bonus that came with being helpful, and it didn't hurt that Shu was making friends either. Much as Takeshi would love to stand there and talk about fruit they really did need to clean up, he was beginning to smell himself at this point. Looked like T'charrl was coming along with them too, hopefully the showers here were large enough for someone his size. "The citizens are going to be fine guys, seriously. Even if there are more of those things do you really think they'll attack after we killed their... I don't know, parent? Whatever the hell that thing was..." He wasn't really sure what the beast was to the smaller ones. A parent, ruler? Scrunching his face a bit in thought he couldn't remember exactly what the natives had told them, shy of it being some god apparently. Well, that supposed god was now scattered across a valley and in a crater, so a lot of good it was. 

Takeshi didn't think he really wanted to know what 'dusting' was. Taking a good look back at T'charrl though he could guess it was something like shedding or molting. He couldn't keep himself from cringing a bit, really not thrilled with the idea of being molted on. "They work in water, unless you totally submerge it of course..." he pointed out, looking back ahead as they walked. "And we really should get to teaching you how to speak, since you wanted to learn and all. Vegeta is probably the best person for that... He's smart and good at stuff like that." Unless they got back to Earth before they started teaching T'charrl, then they might even get an actual teacher. For that matter it might not be a bad idea to enroll Shu while they were at it... And himself. Compared to everyone else except perhaps the twins they were the least educated, and it showed occasionally. Not to say that T'charrl was dumb, but his knowledge was on Kaesstrian knowledge and nothing else. Even humans would have some kind of information on other races and people, however scarce it may be. 

"So she hadn't changed in the whole time you've known her, and just abruptly turns sour towards you, the one person she's always been patient with?" Vegeta shook his head, not buying into it at all. If Yumi was indeed being crass with Viral then it was something new, that they hadn't seen before. He readily drew a connection between what had been done to her and her new behavior, albeit it was a very vague guess. He might know the general cause, but had no clue why in the world it happened. Perhaps another problem for the doctor to look at when they got back home. Rising out of his chair Vegeta moved to the Beastman's side, putting a hand on the back of his seat. "You haven't ruined anything, so stop blaming yourself. If anyone ruined things it's the Saiyans, not you. Now come on, let's get you patched up." Yumi could wait, assuming she was in better condition than Viral was. She walked off whereas he was still sitting here, so she was in a slightly better state at least. A quick cursory look over Viral told him they would need a sling and some bandages, plus the small matter of getting his arm back in its socket properly. All of ten minutes and he'd be good to go, albeit maybe sitting for a bit wouldn't hurt. "Can you walk or do you need a hand?"