Takeshi tried his best not to sigh, a little weary of Viral getting angry over every little thing. While he wasn't overly keen on speaking about their plans it was a nice change for the moment, not having to dwell on the inevitable cluster that would be Korian and Viral speaking. Intending on keeping their plans succinct and more importantly, away from the rebels, that quickly hit the fan when Leto dropped a bombshell on them. Finding their mothers wasn't something they were going to do for a long time yet, and no doubt they may end up finding them too little too late. It was a disheartening thought Takeshi didn't like to dwell on, but a very real possibility. "The Dragonballs are... These orbs that grant a wish when you use them. They can only be used once every year though, and they became useless after you use them... And Vegeta used them already..." So that was at least one thing they wouldn't be doing then. In a way he supposed it was okay, now wasn't really the time for a family reunion. Once everything was said and done then they could meet their mothers, and it would be the best way to finish off one hell of a long journey away from home. Frankly Takeshi couldn't fathom a better way to conclude this whole charade that was the war. Looking back at Sayomi he gave her a half-certain smile, nodding his head. He wanted to be positive about it, but the sadness in his eyes couldn't be hidden. "Of course we want to, we need to know if nothing else. It drives us crazy not knowing..."

Shu agreed, albeit it sounded like the only reason was because big brother wanted to. Takeshi hoped Shu would want to meet their mother too, after all he'd never met her either. Granted he had been brought up differently, in a way that he'd probably be separate from his mother at this point anyways. Even if he was okay with her not being around he had to be at least a little curious as to what she was like. Managing a smile he reached over and patted Shu's back, giving a nod in agreement. "We'll see what she [i]is[/i] like Shu, because I bet she's waiting somewhere for us. Wherever she ended up when dad left we'll figure it out." Someone on the planet had to have some flipping idea where their mother might be after all. She had mothered two boys with a Saiyan king, and unless she gave birth in the middle of the woods someone would know what had happened. The only problem therein was finding someone who had been there when they had been born, or knew them when they were young.

The search for their mother was no doubt endearing, if not a little lost on Korian. Saiyans didn't normally have that kind of desire to be with a parent, and he was included amongst those numbers. Frankly he couldn't remember what his parents had been like anymore, and it didn't bother him one bit. They had been strong warriors, that much he knew, and they had gotten him into a special training program that lead to his being a Commander. Shy of that however his knowledge was nil in regards to his family. If it gave the boys something to work towards though then hey, who was he to question things? All conversation came to a stop when the ship's door began to pen yet again, and none other than Viral was standing at the top of the ramp. He didn't look like he was in a very good state right now, having an arm in a sling and moving fairly slow. Though he did seem a bit more awake than last time, albeit last time they'd seen him he had some nasty wounds. Still looked as much in a foul mood as ever, lovely. That was going to make apologizing so much easier.

Korian smiled politely as Viral approached him, doing his utmost not to give the wrong impression. He was biting his pride here by apologizing, but felt it was absolutely necessary for things to work in his favor. Sooner or later the climax of this war would come to pass, and he was positive that the Princes had to be there, one way or another. If that was to happen they couldn't be on these uneasy terms, certainly not because of some self-righteous rules of engagement that he tried to live by. "I wanted to apologize for before and make amends, if at all possible. The way I acted towards you after what happened was uncalled for and improper. I was foolish to get angry over something like that, we are fighting a war after all." It was idealistic to expect no violence in a war, and certainly impractical. Besides, he permitted the use of lethal force against those who were not willing to surrender, and there had been some nasty killings in that regard that he had never made people atone for. "Viral, I admit I was in the wrong and should never have tried to put any charges on you for what had happened. I now regret my actions and losing you as an ally. I don't expect you to simply forgive me for saying this, but just know that myself and the rest of the Rebellion do not label you as a monster or deviant, and what has happened has passed. We're not your enemy, I promise you that."