Shu didn’t like the talk about getting captured all over again, especially when he had been for pretty much a year. It was a very long year and one he spent much of his time in a whole lot of pain and near immobile so the very thought of ending up like that again made him feel queasy. Letting out a groan as he covered his ears briefly, he looked to Yumi who was very quickly deciding what would be the best plan for them all. He thought it was good to be in groups as well and not just go one on one, seeing how strong Krom and the King was. Krom was merely toying with them the last time he fought them. Feeling a little less than stellar about fighting either the King or Krom he slowly sunk behind Takeshi, watching the others discuss their plans and everything that might end up happening during this fight. They probably shouldn’t hang around their little ship for very long incase his father did come to find them, it might get damaged and then they’d really have no way off this planet other than trying to find a way to contact Uunoue like the natives did here. It made him very nervous knowing they could lose and be captured or if they somehow managed to win, they could end up being trapped on this planet.

Once the teams were all split up and everyone was getting all set to stay in their teams, Shu slowly looked towards Yumi when she looked to him, frowning at her decision. So he was going to be in the back of everything then, but he didn’t know how well he’d do being back-up like that. Frowning a little, he sighed when she figured he wasn’t strong enough for this either, probably due to his complete lack of courage and how weak he was. “Okay…I’ll stay back. I don’t want Father catching me again…” he mumbled, shaking his head. “I don’t know what he would want with me, though. I am not good at fighting and not a good son too”. He didn’t know if he wanted his father’s approval but it was very obvious that his father preferred Takeshi when he was treated like an animal in the labs most of the time. They were trying so hard to twist him to their preferred state of mind that they messed him up and tried to exploit his strange ability too. He still didn’t know what that was and was very afraid of it, but mainly because he didn’t know what it was.

T’charrl didn’t know how he’d hold up as being one of the first in fighting, but everyone wanted him to do it so he’d do it. He didn’t know if they wanted the Saiyans killed or subdued, so it was difficult to tell whether he should use his hidden blades or just his fists. He really didn’t know how strong his normal body was, but he figured he was just going to be as strong as he was before since all his strength was in his other forms. He would just have to watch out for that and hope he didn’t break so easily or change immediately, especially when he wanted to hold off doing that. He didn’t want to show that he was just a weapon, he wanted to gain control and not be thrown in just because he was so unstable. Looking to the others quickly he made a quick glance to Takeshi who decided they should get going, his eyes soon quickly looking around as his antennae twitched. “There is a strange smell of burning. I would think we should start by heading that way”, he spoke, making a brief walk in the direction before deciding to fly, “Might be best to get above these plants. How will we find the ship again if we do manage to win somehow?”