Violet's pod opened. Due to the nature of reparation beds, her clothes had been torn by the machine so bad, that Violet had to cover herself with her arm as she sat up. "I also detect the power levels. Neither of them register as Saiyan. I cannot identify them. They are still both alien. There is no guarantee that they are friendly."

She steps out the pod. Thankfully her shorts were more or less intact.

"I require a change of clothes."