"You haven't eaten in a while, anyone would be sick if they ate so much after more or less starving themselves." They had perhaps pushed Viral a touch too far with getting a meal, or that woman had anyways. At least the Beastman looked to be fine, if not a little queasy after ingesting so much fish. Provided he could hold it though he ought to feel much better now that his body had some real nutrients to work with. Vegeta had watched Takeshi leave, and after urging both Shu and T'charrl to give chase he turned his focus back over to Viral. "You are strong, and you're not a coward. The only person who thinks that here is a woman whose opinion has no weight. Judging by what we gathered she's low class, weaker than any of us by a long shot. Since when do the equivalent of common fighters get to determine your worth as a warrior?" It wasn't like Mizuna was a prized warrior, she'd essentially been a grunt according to Kabocha. A fairly good grunt, but a grunt nonetheless. It wasn't anything to be overly proud of, in the Saiyan army that probably equated to cannon fodder. Gathering his dishes together Vegeta went off to the kitchen to help out, leaving Viral alone with Yumi.

Slapping the woman had felt pretty good, but in reality it solved nothing. Someone who fought for a living wasn't going to be deterred by a simple slap, she'd be at it again in no time. What did she think she was doing though, insulting Viral like that? Even for a Saiyan she considered that pretty scummy of someone to do. With everyone else gone she turned back to Viral, moving the remaining plates away to hopefully help him relax a little. "Everyone except her thinks you're not a coward and a good fighter, don't let one sour apple get to you," she said, smiling as she got up out of her chair. "After all that food and excitement you must be feeling a little tired I'd bet, I know I am. How about we head to the lounge or something and relax? I doubt they have television on this ship... But we can probably find something to do." Leaving him alone right now didn't seem like the best idea. Of course, were he to demand being left alone she may be a bit lenient, seeing as he didn't come across as particularly depressed right now, just angry.

"Oh... You're such a child! Promising to protect people, how cute." Mizuna sneered as her arm was released, lifting her head slightly as she was jerked and the grip on her shirt tightened. "After all you've seen you honestly think you can protect people? After what happened to your friends you think you're able to protect them? How naive..."

Takeshi was gritting his teeth furiously, lifting a fist and more than ready to sock this woman for being such a pain. Shu's interruption promptly stopped him, though it did nothing to simmer his anger. Looking at his brother and T'charrl for a second he scowled, releasing Mizuna and pushing her away a bit. She was going to get off after riling Viral up, and what she had just said. Seriously, how much of an ingrate could one person be towards their saviors? "Fine... I'll be less... Shouty..." he seethed, not taking his eyes off of Mizuna. "You should just go to your husband lady, we don't want you here with us. Do everyone a favor and just go away."

"I'd love to leave if I could, but I'm not being left on this dead end planet. I'll come with you to your world and stay there, if it's up to snuff." Smiling smugly she turned and left, leaving a fuming Takeshi behind. All of these kids, they were so stupid. There was no way they could win this war, not against the Saiyans and their collective might. And to protect one another, it was an empty desire. They were all going to be killed, it wasn't a matter of if, but when. First Kabocha had to get mixed up with these turncoats and now she was in on it too. She hadn't been saved, she'd been condemned, and hell if she was going to be grateful for that.

Takeshi couldn't be nearly as critical now that Shu was there, and certainly not hitting people. As soon as Mizuna started to walk off he turned away from the woman, trying to put her infuriating comments out of mind already. "Right... Sorry about that..." he grumbled, sighing as he rubbed at his neck. There was just going to be barrels of fun with her, he could already feel it. Smiling tightly he moved over to Shu's side, slinging an arm around the younger boy's shoulders and arching an eyebrow curiously. "All done eating? We can go say goodbye to your friend now if you want to, since we'll probably be going soon." Workers had still been going about their tasks busily earlier, and they were probably already done if not close to it. Considering everyone had just eaten though the bulk of their group probably wanted to relax a little, which was fine. It gave them time to do what they wanted. Looking at T'charrl with a smile he gestured aimlessly over his shouder, "You can come too if you want, since they're your friends too."