Maybe he’ll eventually get his own back on Yumi for doing that one time, but of course it will have to be thought about another time, maybe when he was less vengeful over something stupid. Maybe he should try and clear his head before he starts thinking like that. Viral didn’t want to do or say anything he might regret later because his condition didn’t call for it. He’d have to take a break after seeing this doctor much to his annoyance, but he certainly wasn’t going to let Vegeta know about this even if he had to shut up both the doctor and Yumi. “Just say I hit my head too hard to the doctor, got it? I don’t want Vegeta to get all high-strung over a stupid nose bleed”, he grumbled, staring down at the rolling landscape below, “I don’t want the doctor telling him anything either! This is just going to be a stupid check-up and I’m going to be fine after…”

The potential of the Kaesstrians getting strong enough to conquer was definitely concerning, but whether Vegeta felt the same was certainly questionable. According to Vegeta, however, the Kaesstrians could do no harm in space or to their own people, his method sounding pretty strange to him. “And they won’t bypass that. If you think so”, Kai sighed, shaking his head, “Just a wonder if the technology has spread to other nations on this planet. It’s a pretty large place and who knows how many of these bugs there are on it. Could be some that hate technology and then they make them into science slaves”.

“Don’t say that!” Choi spoke up quickly, looking around as if checking to see if anybody was listening in, “Just because the King is like that doesn’t mean they are too…well, I mean, the whole science slaves thing. I don’t know how they’ll deal with people who don’t like their tech”. It was certainly a difficult subject and he didn’t know how to respond to it, not without going back to the King and his experiences with the subject. “Don’t you think they’ll get angry at you if they found out you bugged their inventions? What if you shutting them down ended up killing people through violent explosions or ending up as a sitting duck in a battlefield?”

T’charrl couldn’t quite place that it was him, yet deep within he somehow knew it was as he stared at the image. He was shorter than his father and mother, maybe he had grown a little since that picture but it didn’t make much of a difference at this point. He was wearing clothes too, that was something he definitely missed and was pretty uncomfortable with the fact he had nothing to wear because of his condition. Feeling a little sad he looked over to L’esta as he spoke about the memory it held, his eyes going back to it again. “Yeah, that was…kind of embarrassing…” he spoke, letting out a sigh, “I got my first sword too, one that belonged wholly to me…I hope it’s kept safe. I miss training, I miss battling, but who knows if that will be needed anymore here…”