Viral was of course going to be suspicious of this alien, especially with the history they would share with the single worst family of businessmen in the history of the galaxy. To belong to such a race would easily bring prejudice to them, even if he was someone who knew what it was like to fall under such prejudices. The problem was their race were born and made into warriors with their only legacy being a ruthless Emperor and his family who spent their lifetimes conquering planets and destroying ones they saw as unsellable. “Frieza is the one responsible for nearly annihilating the entire Saiyan race. While he set everything in motion for making Goku who he became to be, he was responsible for the destruction of the original Namek. I doubt the Namekians would be too happy knowing a Frost Demon is here…” Namekians lived for a very long time so it wouldn’t be too long a stretch to say there was still a lot of Namekians who could probably recall Frieza and his actions. Looking to Yumi as she gave her own concerns he frowned, shaking his head a little. “Hard to tell. Even the youngest of their race can be capable of working in Frieza’s company. It’s really not wise to go down there…besides, I can’t go down without you carrying me…”

Shu giggled lightly, smiling happily at Takeshi as his teasing was pretty successful. He was certainly looking forward to seeing Takeshi and Viral fighting alongside one another but there was always going to be that little wonder what it would be like if they fought against each other. He would think Viral would win but that was only because he believed he was still strong and hadn’t fallen behind like everyone else thought. He could only hope that was the way. Feeling the strange energy he was only made worried that something was actually happening down there, but thankfully Takeshi was there to tell him everything was going to be okay. “Really…? Nobody’s going to hit us with bad things?” he asked up, smiling nervously, “Namekians might be pretty strong…same for who Mister Vegeta is with. Don’t know much about others yet…”

The traveller was having a hard time getting on top of everything when their only defence was a battle stance, especially with this one who was more aggressive than the other. Holding steady he was slightly confused when the man mentioned they were rebels, looking between them but still holding his stance. Finding it hard to see through him he gasped when the man tried to approach him, raising his fingers and powering up Ki on the end of them. Finding it hard to figure out what he was planning the apparent Saiyan was quick to try and stop the man from grabbing him, looking between the pair he frowned as the confrontation soon turned into a small lecture. This was all too strange to him but the more he was spoken to the less he saw them as Policemen. Narrowing his gaze he soon saw no reason to continue on with this stand, his hands slowly lowering before his stance dropped completely into a pained gasp as he grabbed his ribs. “I-I have the power…just not the health…” he muttered, growling lowly before sighing, looking back to him, “Waste of time, huh? Typical, wouldn’t expect anything less. If you want to help…then I was attacked while travelling. I don’t know how it got in my ship, but I had to land somewhere…but it’s gone now, who cares. Are you going to help me out now…?”