Eslaria had waited until her son was present to explain the plan, seeing as he would be at the precipice of it all. It just made sense to her to have one of the future rulers be there to take down this tyrant, it built his credibility and gained him favor. To her it was perfectly reasonable, and yet the prince sounded to have some concerns with it. "You won't have to face him alone T'charrl, these three will be accompanying you," the Queen explained, gesturing to the Saiyans. "No matter how strong he is he cannot compare to Saiyans, I'm confident of that. Regardless of any tricks or however many troops he might hide behind he'll not triumph over us." They had the element of surprise so long as they moved quickly, and so it was their turn to ambush their enemy. For someone who was going to be leading people some day soon he needed to build his confidence, otherwise it would be hard for anyone to look up to him. "And I know you'll do fine, I'd not have picked you for the task otherwise," she continued, smiling gently. "Your friends will be with you, you won't fail as long as they're at your side. As for your differences or disgracing us..." Eslaria paused, stepping beyond the Saiyans to place a hand on her son's head, giving it a gentle rubbing. "Nothing you could ever do would disgrace us, I promise you that. And your 'differences' may just be what you'll need to make the general submit. They're a gift T'charrl, don't think of yourself badly because you're different." 

Once certain the air was cleared and everyone was prepared the unlikely team left the house in search of their target. No doubt the Saiyans might have mixed feelings about what was going on, chief amongst which were hesitation over following an alien. If what they had been promised was to be done though they had to comply, whether they necessarily agreed with it or not. Kabocha was probably the only one really with inhibitions, and that was in part due to his enjoying having temporary leadership over the squad. It was no small secret he had a pride and some ego, and having his command stripped even temporarily bruised it a bit. A little condolence came in the form of a chance to fight, provided that whatever troops they encountered were dim enough to even try that. After they had left the view of the house Kabocha figured it was safe to voice something he had on his mind, and for good reason. "Do we even know where to look for this guy...?" he asked, glancing sidelong to T'charrl. "I mean your mom didn't exactly tell us where, and I can't remember the princes or anyone else ever saying anything. Are we going to search this whole city for the guy?"