Junsei had spilled the beans and knew he had a nasty punishment coming his way. He'd be knocked around by the general later for sure, and that would be leagues worse than what these children could do. Even so he couldn't help but be nervous around them, as they were still properly intimidating in their own rights. Thankfully the group looked to be departing, but not before some rather unsettling last words from the Prince. He was hoping the soldiers were going to do something about this, but as the Saiyans and T'charrl left the troops went with them, not seeming particularly opposed to the plan. Did they believe them? It was a hard pill to swallow, as General Yusef was a decorated and acclaimed soldier. No one questioned him, or very few did and kept it to themselves. Feeling pretty lightheaded from the stress the timid aide sat down again, sighing as he glanced at the paper work before him. There was still a ton to do, but the desire to do anything had left him along with his nerves. If he was as good as dead then should he even bother with it anyways? Looking out through the window panes he sighed as he decided not to, not seeing much point. Instead Junsei smiled meekly, lifting up his feet and laying them on the desk, getting comfortable in the chair. He was alone, for now anyways, so why not enjoy himself?

"That couldn't have gone any better!" Kabocha was pretty proud of himself, having scared the piss out of that little alien guy. Not that it seemed to take a lot to get him worried, the Kaesstrian probably went to bed shaking. They had the information they needed now, finally, which meant they could be done with this matter. More importantly their parents were going to be safe, and as such they wouldn't have to worry and could focus on other things for a change. The soldiers led them right on out of the building and to the gates, but that would be as far as they went. It seemed like they were sticking to their posts even if their orders may possibly be coming from a crooked leader. Ah well, not like they needed more help anyways. Once beyond earshot of the base Kabocha turned on his heels to face the group, walking backwards as he gave his chin a thoughtful rubbing. "So T'charrl... What do you know about this lab? Any way we can sneak in, or are we just going to bust down the front door?" He rather liked the latter, but if the general ended up fleeing because of it then a lot of good that would do them. "And do we have any idea how many if any troops might be there?"