Takeshi rolled his eyes dramatically as Shu questioned him, smirking when he yanked the shirt free and tossed it aside. "So one size fits all. It's easier for them to make clothes if it fits everybody after all," he explained, watching as Shu began to run about the place. Oh sure, he definitely needed food because he didn't have enough energy as it was. His head had gotten better at least, it was obvious by this point. Good, so he had recovered just in time for Viral and Yumi to be injured. It was always something with this group, it seemed. Chuckling under his breath the older boy walked to his brother, grabbing him by the arm to lead him away from T'charrl. "The water is heated and cooled down before it gets here, those knobs tell it how to make the water for you." The actual technical aspects of it were above him, it was yet another thing he only had the gist of in terms of understanding. Since they were the only three in here they had the luxury of taking any shower they wanted, but Takeshi opted for the one directly beside T'charrl. Opening the glass door that closed off the stall he went to step in, making sure there was enough room for both him and Shu. The little guy was definitely going to need help getting clean, and his brother wanted to make sure he didn't get into anything he shouldn't be. Hearing T'charrl exclaim in surprise Takeshi laughed a bit, smiling amused as he looked in their friend's direction. "The one on the right, closest to us, is the warm water. You only have to turn it a little like I said. And if it gets too warm use the one on the left to cool it down."

Thank goodness getting Viral to cooperate was proving to be easy right now. It may have something to do with the fact he was barely keeping himself up, he looked nigh ready to pass out where he stood. Once laid down Vegeta made certain his friend wouldn't slip off, going to the rear of the cart to push it along. The infirmary had been stocked with medicines and even some new tools, courtesy of the rebels, so he more than had the means to treat both of his friends. With a small shove they were on their way, wheeling past the last few workers who were on their way out, most of which gave curious looks at the wounded Beastman as he moved along. "Er... Good point, sorry. Just standard procedure for blood loss, I got stuck in habit," Vegeta remarked, smiling apologetically. They really should bag some of Viral's blood when he was healthy, just for cases like this when he might need some. Making a mental note to have it done as soon as possible he moved the cart right out into the hallway, taking the left towards the infirmary. "That's normal if you took a hit to the head. Once your blood count gets back up it'll return to normal." Or it should. Goodness knows there had been complications with Viral in the past. "I don't suppose there's a chance of getting you to eat...? Food will help it quicken."