"I don't think you would have died. I didn't fight the guy, but you had Kai, Choi and Kabocha with you. I don't think that General would have been strong enough to take all four of you down by himself." He could be wrong though, like he said he hadn't fought then. Besides, if things really had taken a turn for the worse the rest of their group wasn't far off, the others could have been there in no time to back T'charrl and the squad up. Their friend's sentiments about finding others like him wasn't bad, but a bit unrealistic. Granted they had only covered a small portion of Kaesstra, but Takeshi didn't recall seeing anyone remotely like T'charrl. If there was someone like him he supposed they wouldn't be out in public too much, probably hiding themselves like their friend tried to do sometimes. "Being wise gives you strength, huh...? That explains a lot," Takeshi mused, grinning as he placed one hand on his chin thoughtfully. "Heh, that would explain why I'm so strong, I've been called wise before by some people... Or was that a wise-ass..." Feeling Shu slipping down on his back the older boy hastily reached back, slinging his arm back under Shu's leg and hoisting him back up again. "Whatever, I'm strong even if I'm not wise."

They really ought to go into this with a little more tact than they typically did. Takeshi didn't want to cause any problems for the Shaharians, though he found it hard to think they could avoid that. They were removing someone from power, someone who had supporters, there was ALWAYS going to be dissent when you did that. They would have to trust that Servas would know how to handle things, maybe he had some kind of solution to appease those loyalists. "We can always get some armor and try sneaking in that way, and if that doesn't work, well we muscle our way in," he mused, glancing over at T'charrl. "Eh? I can probably come up with something on the spot, yeah. It'll be tricky though since Servas wants these people back in one piece. I don't really know how strong Shaharians are, but we might accidentally hurt them without even trying if we're not careful. Plus, they might be weak, but they have knives and things like that, and blades are blades, those hurt." Maybe he'd bring his sword along with him, just as a deterrent. Takeshi still barely understood how to use it, he and Viral had yet to begun their lessons, but the Shaharians didn't know that. 

It was a welcome sight, their ship, standing out like a beacon against the otherwise sandy ocean of the desert. Rather than go inside the way they had left the trio went around to the back, over to the bay of their vessel where the shuttle would be docked. The door was, unfortunately, closed right now, meaning they had to get someone to open it from the inside. Takeshi placed Shu back on his feet gingerly, figuring his brother would be okay in the shade of the ship now. Both the sun and the wind were greatly diminished here, so the others should be comfortable enough to wait while he looked for the panel. It was on the far right edge of the massive doors, covered partially in sand and other grime. Dusting it off he found the bridge on the system, putting a call through to it. "Hey, someone in there, open up the hangar will you? We need the ship for something." Some member of the crew ought to be in there, they'd get what they needed. Takeshi stepped away from the panel and returned to the others, and no sooner had he gotten back did the hangar doors begin to slide open for them. As soon as they were open the entire way he hurried over, stepping on inside and pulling off his hood with a complacent sigh. "Wow, it's like 20 degrees cooler just in here. I really hope the ship has AC..."