Sana smiled toothily, amused by Shu's nervous response. "Yes, you child. You can tell, both you know, I'm sure," he responded, egging the younger boy on. Out of the corner of his eye he swore he caught Takeshi's smile disappearing for a second, perhaps it was dawning on him now too. What would the little one say, he wondered? "Oh, so the King give ship? We have plenty of ships, but one more is good." It was almost sad how poorly this one was putting on the act, they could see right through the facade now. Folding his hands behind his back Sana made a soft clicking noise, the guards still in the room moving over to the door. Settling his gaze onto Shu the Shaharian chuckled, his yellow eyes boring into the young Saiyan. "Your father, the King, make us Elite? Honor, it would be anyways. We know how works though, this is not how you join Elite rank. And... We know of Viral, and your association. Silly boys, good story though." By now a small detachment of guards would be outside the room, ready to intercept if these two tried to make a break for it. Bringing these two in as prisoners would certainly gain them some favor with the King, the planet would be given back to its rightful rulers for instance. 

The moment questions were sent Shu's way Takeshi knew they had a problem. His brother was a lot of things, but a good liar was not one of them. Trying to interject and speak on Shu's behalf he could only stand by and let his brother ramble on, hoping that he'd somehow pull it off. The spaceship claim was a bit unusual though may have stuck if not for him bringing up becoming an Elite. The hissing laugh from a few of the men in the room told him things were done, there went their cover, if they ever even had it. Damn it all, so now what? Looking over at Sana steadily he let the Shaharian prattle on for a moment, expecting the usual bad guy monologue before he and Shu kicked the guy's butt. When all was said and done Takeshi smiled in exasperation, sighing softly before rubbing at his forehead. "I knew this wasn't going to work, damn it..." he mumbled, dropping his hand and giving Sana an amused look. "Okay, you got us. Now how about just coming along with me and Shu before we have to hurt you?" Servas did want the guy alive, but he hadn't been very clear on their target being bruised up a bit. Stepping closer Takeshi leaned down slightly, looking down into the smiling face of Sana, "Unless you really want to fight us?"

Why these boys even bothered with such a charade Sana didn't know, it was a waste of breath. He supposed he appreciated the entertainment, things had been fairly boring around this place as of late. Predictably Takeshi was confident even though they had been made, the information on him proving to be accurate. Arrogant and always underestimating his opponents, those had been words from the Saiyans. That, and the fact that Shu had a strange power, they knew rather well who and what they were dealing with. "As if we not know what happened in city, with Servas... Not dumb child, it is you who are dumb," Sana said, smiling up at Takeshi as he approached. Did they want to fight with the Princes? Was that an honest question? The pair who ruined what wonderful lives they had been living, that shouldn't even have to be asked. Clenching his left hand into a fist Sana threw a punch forward, connecting easily as the Saiyan didn't even bother try to avoid it. Takeshi must have been surprised when the blow knocked him off of his feet, sending him into and almost through the wall. Grinning menacingly Sana turned his eyes onto Shu, his tongue rolling out as he let out a hissing laugh. "Foolish children, still so naive..."