T’charrl didn’t know how he was supposed to explain it to the Namekian, staring at him before looking away. “Uhh, i-it’s hard to explain. I mean…I have my own energy that’s not Ki, but I also have Ki...” he spoke, struggling to explain himself, “I use my own energy to heal and can even use energy taken from others to heal someone else. It’s…not as good as yours. I’m not really good at much”. Feeling a lot better than before he gave his arms a rub once the Namekian finished up healing him, giving Takeshi a look since he required healing more. He didn’t know what Takeshi was even looking at when he seemed so distracted as the Namekian called out to him, looking off to see what he was seeing. There was nothing but the kids out there still, not really something that interested him since he was too big to think about playing with them too. It made him a little depressed but hopefully he can change back now that he wasn’t distracted by too much pain and worry, maybe once the Namekian had left.

Kiton was hurting all over, feeling light-headed. He was rather pathetic for a Frost Demon right now, his ancestors probably ashamed of him as they looked down upon him; but then again, they were probably already ashamed when they saw him stealing and doing bounty jobs instead of trying to make an honest living and restore their race’s name. It was rather pathetic to be brought down so far like that, but it was the case for a lot of his people. Frost Demons were just too valuable to let them run around leading normal lives when they were powerful with interesting organic properties. People would pay a fortune to get a set of their horns or their tail.

“He’s going to try and kill me anyway…so what’s the point on being cautious…?” Kiton grunted, trying to recover from the sudden spurt of pain that ran through his body. He should probably try to use his Ki a little more to make him feel lighter, but maybe once he was outside he’d be able to levitate. He wasn’t afraid of a fight, but he wasn’t willing to be placed in a vulnerable position first before he could defend himself. Being lead out of the ship he let out a sigh, slowly looking around to see what was going on. He could see the other people of the crew but he didn’t really recognise the giant bug until he remembered there was a much smaller and thinner one in the group. The bug must have the ability to transform too, but whether that was their true form he couldn’t tell. “What is the reason you all travel if not to fight for those rebels…? I don’t see a pattern…”

Viral didn’t know what the big deal was. They had all been thrown around by a giant monster so there shouldn’t be a need to give him so much concern. While it did hurt and he was feeling disorientated he couldn’t say he was in dire need of attention. He felt he needed to sit down after being embarrassed like that, but first he had to deal with Yumi’s panic. Groaning under his breath he gave his head a rub, frowning at her. “I am being careful…I can’t be any more careful…” he grumbled, waving her hand to get her to stop brushing him, “I think seeing me like this will make them feel even worse emotions than what they might feel if I was hurt…”

Speaking of what he looked like, it was only then when Viral looked up and around at everything that was happening. While there was Sasha and Ricken there was also the Namekians staring at him, curious to what happened and probably staring at what he was. Of course there was no reason for them to not look at him, he was a hideous monster who fell down the stairs like an idiot. He felt rather stricken with a strange sense of fear over this, everybody watching and observing how strange he was and how stupid he looked. Letting out a groan he lifted his paws to hide his face, feeling overwhelmed with embarrassment as he walked off, stumbling on uneasy steps as he tried to find his way back to the shuttle.

The Elder would let them have their time to themselves without having to worry whether they would try and go after the Dragonballs themselves, especially when they didn’t know how to activate them. Care had been taken to make sure the Dragonballs were safe from outsiders which had remained to this day completely safe from evil and selfish actions. Smiling when his assumptions were correct he listened to Vegeta, sipping his tea calmly. It sounded like quite a journey they took from their home all for their friend, even if their friend seemed quite passive towards everything that was going on around him. “The rebels knowing our location is not something I’d ever want either. Who knows whether there’s traitors in their unit who might sell our location to a greater evil. I don’t mind friends from Earth knowing it, but what happened all those years ago is still fresh in the minds of many. We still train our people to protect the planet, but we’re not an army. I will trust you to speak to them and tell them how much our planet’s security means for the safety of the galaxy…after all, you have a set of Dragonballs on your planet too. I have no doubt you understand their importance as well and how vital it is to keep them safe”.