Krom stared at Aito without much of a clue to who he was or what he was supposed to do with this guy, whether he was supposed to be treating him like a man of the rebels or as simply the strongest they had at the moment. The guy was trying to be threatening meaning he was the strongest at the moment, but he wasn’t exactly intimidating when the man should know the rebels would want him alive. Staring at the man he hardly believed he was as old as he said he was, but it wasn’t of any concern at the moment. He’ll probably get told what it was all about later or on something. “Hmph, I don’t feel comfortable with these terms but whatever. You are the man of authority, for now. I trust what I say gets passed directly to Korian and not through some third party…”

Being taken away from the base by so many people Krom did wonder if he was going to actually meet Korian sometime when he finally returned. Even Sayomi was away, it seemed. Being taken away by all of these soldiers didn’t make Krom feel the least intimidated, even if they were probably trying to show force while all the stronger soldiers were away. Eventually, Krom and the soldiers all arrived at their intended destination for interrogation, placing Krom in restraints incase he tried anything before having him placed in a room with this Aito person. This was hardly private, especially when there was also two other Saiyans standing there waiting for him to do anything that might call for his extermination. 

Shaking his head lightly to move his hair he sighed as Aito started to speak, looking to him lazily. He didn’t think much of this guy quite yet but was ready to be straight with him if he had to be. Staring at him as he spoke Krom frowned when he made certain to show his preferred side, trying to make them sound like the bad guys. Showed just how prejudice this guy was going to be during this interrogation, even if he denied his allegiance to the rebels. “You think people would believe Yamate? If I came along and told you what was really going on and you had no prior knowledge about it, would you believe me? Me, the King’s right-hand man? I doubt it. It’s not that simple”, he spoke, leaning forward a little, “You’re still not telling me what you know about it and how you know. It’s very hard to talk about such matters when you are not with the rebels and insist on talking to me like I’m yours to interrogate”.

Viral had heard what happened earlier and even though he wanted to go and see for himself he didn’t know how well he might handle the situation, finding it hard to see himself as anything but stable around somebody like Krom and seeing how injured everyone was. He could’ve been there fighting, but he had to have some freakish problem wrong with him that was weakening him greatly and making him a danger to everyone else. He hated it and just wanted it all to end, but it wasn’t going to be that simple either. Sitting quietly in the atrium contemplating over the use of his injector, he was suddenly alerted by a presence in the room. Turned out it was just Takeshi, of all people. How annoying; he was probably going to brag about the battle and how everything went, how they were still alive and even managed to convince Krom to go with them. Staring at him in annoyance he grunted as he pushed himself off the bed, leaving his injector sitting on it. “What are you doing here?” he spoke, hardly caring for Takeshi’s words, “You never talk to me unless you want something…”