Shu knew Takeshi wasn’t going to try and cause him any mental harm but it didn’t help that his own mind seemed to insist on making him distressed over riding in a vehicle. He didn’t mean to get all jumpy, he had tried hard not to be but it seemed inevitable anyway. He would probably be fine once he was on the ground or flying outside in the open air but as it stood just now he was in a box with many people all strapped down and hoping they weren’t going to get shot out of the sky and have to try to escape. Even without the straps he would probably be pretty nervous, but maybe if he kept his focus on Takeshi he wouldn’t get too nervous. His friend T’charrl seemed fine if only concerned with watching the pair and seeing what was going on. “Y-Yeah…we beat bad people up!” he squeaked, bouncing a little on his chair, “They are? Oooh, maybe they let us have Dragonballs then. Goku is still my idol…” He was pretty excited to see the dragon again, but he didn’t know whether it would be the same one on Earth or an alien one. He was certainly curious, his hope on it being an alien being higher than seeing the Earth one again. He hoped his friend was excited too, but then again he probably didn’t know what a dragon was. “Maybe…maybe there’s still some that remember Goku like Mister Dende does back on Earth. I hope too many people aren’t going to get hurt over this, though. They probably want to use them too…”

Viral was a little mad at Vegeta for holding out on information, especially when it meant placing his health second for some crash or something. He didn’t care about that just now and really just wanted to get on the ground so he might be able to find out where the Dragonballs might be. If the planet was at risk then whatever, but a vehicle crash was no big deal if the occupants were probably deceased too. He was still going to be angry about this, it had taken a few days to get here so it was hardly going to go anywhere new. Immediately looking to Yumi when she took hold of his arm he growled lowly, his eyes going back to Vegeta before towards the smoke. “We’d know where they are when I get on the ground and can actually try to adapt my senses to them”, he spoke lowly before looking to Vegeta again, “You’re just…keeping secrets from me now…” Growling lowly he moved back, his eyes going to Yumi briefly, stepping back. “This better be fast. I don’t know how much I can take of this…”

The ship in the distance wasn’t one that could be considered a regular around this particular solar system, only vaguely resembling anything close to what the Saiyan Kingdom might use for their travels. While it was pretty advance technology the ship had managed to take a fair heavy impact that had only been lessened by boosters that forced it to slow down before skidding to a vicious halt across the landscape. It had mostly fallen apart with a fair sized hole in the roof, the ship itself proving impossible to fly with its damage. The ship looked like it had either been blasted into or something had blasted out, either way the hole had been melted. As the others gradually approached the ship its own warning system lit up weakly, beeping gentle buzz for a short time before an annoyed limb lashed out at it and shut it off with force. There was still an occupant inside and they were pretty angry, resting within the rubble while they recovered. Without realisation at first the occupant soon became aware to what that meant, the panic immediately setting in when it meant a possible ambush. Immediately looking on the failing radar the sign of a vessel fast approaching meant it was a very good time to worry, the occupant taking refuge in the rubble and trying to hide away in the cockpit.