Eslaria let her son go after a moment, making sure he got the message this time around. Chances were he'd do it again, knowing the boy, and they'd be right back to this once more. Sighing to herself the Queen decided then to see to their guests, and after getting a basket from her guard she delivered it down to Yumi personally. Both of them seemed to appreciate it, which was certainly good, it meant that everyone was happy now. Retaking her spot on the throne Eslaria looked at Shu curiously as he brightened up a bit, giving the young Saiyan a small smile of amusement. "You have a lot of simple pleasures, don't you little one?" she mused, crossing her arms over her chest and biting back a yawn. T'charrl didn't know it, and neither did her husband, but she had been up quite a while worrying over the Prince, and now that was catching up with her. "You are both very welcome. And the currency I gave you, it's good in both our cities and theirs," the Queen added, referring to the cities above. "I can't expect you to just abandon your residence there, but don't get too comfortable. There are people in those cities that cannot be trusted. Now, if you'll excuse me..." Eslaria rose from her seat once more, looking down at T'charrl with a small smirk. "WE have some talking to do, young man. To your room, now."

On that note Yumi figured it was likely a good idea to get a move on. Smiling apologetically at the Prince she bowed to him politely, adjusting the basket to one hand as she took Shu's in her other. "We'll keep that in mind, Your Majesty, thank you again." It felt kind of flaky leaving T'charrl here to deal with his mother, but now it was a family thing and out of their hands. Awkwardly giving a wave to Garesh as well the Beastman turned with her friend in tow and made for the exit. Some detour this had turned into, they definitely had a story to tell when they got back to the house. Now that they had some idea of the real state of things on this planet Yumi wondered just what they would do now. Leaving didn't seem right, they should try helping bring things to a peaceful end. There was the glaring issue of finding this 'corrupt one' though and even the Kaesstrians didn't know who that referred to. "Think we'll ever get a proper vacation?" Yumi mused, smiling at Shu thoughtfully and giving his arm a playful tug. "I want to go to the beach again when we get home! I miss the salty air, even on that old pervert Roshi's island."

"What do you mean you can't tell me?" Takeshi replied, frowning as he waved his hands cluelessly. "How am I supposed to cut you a deal and let you go when I have no idea what's even going on? If I'm going to even consider that then you owe it to me to fill me in. I'm not just going to let one of my friends be dragged back to that hell-hole just because my old squad needs a trophy." He knew the situation they were in, but they were certainly at an impasse. One needed someone to come back with them, and the other refused to let that happen. With Yamate pulling the strings there really was no middle ground, meaning one side was going to have to give. Kai's line of questioning managed to stump Takeshi for a good moment, the Saiyan's brow furrowing as he thought on the matter. "I don't know..." he mumbled, hands clenching into fists. "I don't have a way to save your families, not yet. But you stealing back my friends isn't going to fix that problem, all you're doing is helping my father! I bet we can find a way to get your parents away from the king, just tell me what's going on already!"

Vegeta ran out of the house in a hurry, taking off into the sky towards the group of powers he felt. One was Takeshi, he knew that much, but the others he wasn't too sure. They were vaguely recognizable, but not nearly enough to put a face to the energy. They weren't friendly, he wagered, which meant they had a problem on their hands. It had to be Saiyans, the energies were fairly strong in themselves, and the nature of them were definitely familiar. Why did those damn creeps have to follow them out here of all places? If this devolved into a fight it would be him and Takeshi against those three, not the best odds but certainly could be worse. "Dammit... This war is going to follow us around..." he mumbled, pulling no punches as he jettisoned ahead at full speed.