Kiton stared at Takeshi, confused to how he couldn’t know about such things. Sighing lightly he shrugged, hoping maybe he would be able to educate him. “A collective signal…like…a broadcast, like an advertisement, you know? Billboards? Things with advertisements on them?” he spoke slowly, raising his hands a little, “Have you never been to a port before? You know…where travellers stop and trade and uhh…do other things before going on their way?” It was a little tough to explain this to him when it was a stronghold for outlaws most of the time to try and find the next bounties, but he was trying to think about what others might see beyond that and what they would look for at the ports. It was probably pointless trying to explain to him that, it was rare that military bodies took interest or regard in ports when it was the Galactic Police that was there, a force that these guys probably didn’t know about either.

Feeling rather thrown off Kiton rubbed his neck, staring at the ground until Takeshi spoke up, looking to him in confusion. He didn’t understand how that could work long term, the moment they took their eyes off him he could be gone. “You’re willing to watch over me? Really?” he questioned him but was soon pushed along with the brother. Stumbling unsteadily along with them he tried to watch his own feet, half-thinking he might as well levitate instead. He didn’t want to end up flat on the floor just because he couldn’t keep up with their feet. When Takeshi finally released him to play around with his brother he sighed, rubbing his neck. “You’re going hunting too? Wouldn’t it be easier to buy something in the city?” he asked before frowning, scratching his chin, “Then again, the locals might not like my kind. I guess hunting is probably better…”

Viral was already pretty fed up with Aito the moment he started giving him some pretty meaningless numbers, already wondering what he was supposed to be feeling when he was given these pointless statistics. There was room for failure, he understood that, but whether Aito was being over the top with his confidence over this he was only able to wait and see how everything will progress. If his body wasn’t going to accept the treatment then he might as well be dead. “I don’t even know how you get these numbers…” Struggling to walk through the pain was one thing but having Aito completely miss the point over his complaint and force him to take his support. Growling in annoyance already he lowered his head in defeat, finding nothing else that could possibly take his mind off the pain.

Waiting for the ship to depressurise gave Viral only a moment to think about the treatment before Aito opened the doors, grumbling at the natural light. He was already uncomfortable with this, but he had to go through with it if he was to ever feel normal again. As Aito helped him along he tried to recover from the sudden change in sunlight. “I already am regretting this decision. Did we have to go to a planet with this many suns…?”

T’charrl didn’t know how to feel about Haku wanting to hang out with him when he thought he didn’t like him and got freaked out by his mannerisms and problems. Even he freaked out over his problems but he didn’t want to pass it to others to sort it all out, even if it was to someone who didn’t really seem to like him very much. Scratching at his side, he stared at Haku, feeling unsure about whether he really meant what he was telling him. “Uhh, w-well you know three Princes…” he muttered, smiling a little before sighing, scratching at his head. “I guess I am pretty, umm…patient”. Maybe it was silly thinking nobody would like him, but it was hard to believe anybody random would want to be his friend. Twitching his antennae when the door opened he looked to Haku, frowning with curiosity as he could only wonder if what he ate was weird for everyone to hear him say. “Uhh, y-yeah, I mean…w-we do eat plenty of normal things…” he spoke, looking away for a moment, “Rotten? I thought you Saiyans had a good sense of smell for rotten food? Uhh, well, we can look for food for you too that won’t be rotten. I just, uhh…really need to see to my problem, if that’s okay. What were you wanting to do, anyway?”