[h3][center]Uuonoe, 2 days after battle with Yamate[/center][/h3]

The forests of Uuonoe were full of intrigue and beauty, so Aito thought. He'd never quite seen plants in such a wide array of colors, nor had he ever seen them grow quite so large. They were still in the volcanic crater of the Capitol City and yet they were coming across trees several dozens of meters tall, and several meters in circumference. Those rose high up above all the vegetation along the forest floor, an array of flowers, smaller plants, bushes and vines dotted the area. Combined with the blueish-green grass that carpeted the forest floor and it was almost like something out of a fantasy novel. No doubt the doctor was appreciating it more than Viral was, but then they weren't here to bask in the majesty anyways; Viral and Vegeta had done a fair lot of work yesterday, and while the Beastman hadn't slept he ought to be getting close. Being out in the tranquility of the forest should be enough to ease him over the edge... At least that was the hope. 

The pair had stopped in a clearing just fifteen minutes outside of town, having opted for a spot which provided both moderate privacy and plenty of access to the bright, powerful suns above. "This should do just fine I think, we can stop here for now," Aito concluded, nodding to himself certainly. Slipping a pack off of his back he set it to rest at his feet, sitting down cross-legged before opening up the case, taking out a thermos and a pair of glasses. "I figured this is an ideal spot for you to rest, don't you agree? Far away from the stresses of life, in nature and basking in the glow of Uuonoe's twin suns. I can't think of a better spot for this." Pouring out two glasses of tea he placed one on the ground by Viral, gesturing for him to sit before taking a sip of his own. Truthfully they could both use a bit of time away from it all, which was a touch odd coming from a man who'd only just come back to life. Having been thrust into this war however, and finding himself with a pair of patients in desperate need of help, he was already quite busy. An afternoon of leisure wouldn't be such a horrid idea then. "How did work go yesterday? Still feeling the burn?"

On the list of things to help Shu, forming some kind of schedule would come first. Predictability and certainty in one's day could lead to comfort, knowing what was to be expected day in and day out. By speaking with Takeshi, and Yumi who was a bit more of a help honestly, she had managed to put together a moderate to-do list for the young Saiyan. Training, play time, meals, even walks through the city, everything was planned out loosely to try and give Shu some sort of structure. June could only hope it wasn't too rigid for the young boy, as he was someone who didn't seem terribly familiar with much of everyday life. Maybe some lessons on the basics would be a decent idea too, she could help with that herself. For the time being she had taken them from their breakfast to a nearby park, hoping to give the boys a chance to simply play together and enjoy themselves. She'd not tell them precisely what to do, only give them a time period in which they could do as they pleased. Shu was probably more inclined to play than his brother, as it seemed Takeshi was a bit stiff being out here. Giving the older boy a curious look she folded her arms expectantly, watching as he averted his gaze and his cheeks flushed. "What in the world is so embarrassing? We're not doing anything incriminating."

"I know, it's just..." Takeshi began, frowning as he glanced around the park. There were other people here, like... A lot of other people. Sure, they were basically all parents and their children, but he didn't want even that around. He probably looked like an idiot running around acting like a child, and having others around meant they needed to be really mindful of how they played. To top that off it made him think of his own parent, and doing so put him in a fairly lousy mood. They were here for Shu to feel better though, not for him to ruminate over past experiences. To that end he tried to shake off the discomfort he felt, rubbing his head before looking at Shu with a smile. "Alright, I guess play time? But what do we do..." he mumbled, giving the park another glance around curiously. Spotting a red object being thrown his way he turned quickly and caught it, turning it over to find it was a small rubber ball. Huh, so June was giving them this to play with? They had never really played catch or anything before, but what the heck? Tossing it up once or twice he smirked at Shu, giving him an easy underhanded pass that floated a bit in his direction. "Here, we can toss this back and forth for a while."

How strange that a Frost Demon emerge after all this time. Stranger still that he just happen to run into the Princes, it was either a pure coincidence or foreshadowing of what might come. Perhaps he was looking too much into Kiton's unexpected appearance, but Korian wasn't going to take anything lightly at this point. Every little event could lead to something far larger than itself, it was best he nip the bud at the source and cover their bases before things could escalate. Having learned of the boy's existence only late yesterday he'd made haste back to Uuonoe to see him, wanting to get a first hand impression of Kiton for himself. Sayomi had come along as well, as had the fleet for that matter; with Kortal currently forced to recuperate after the battles it was hardly in a state to launch attacks, and their own forces had been damaged enough to warrant their own retreat as well. Infuriating, in a way, as they had been right there only to have to turn back. So now here he was, having passed up the chance to end the war to come and question an alien who, by all accounts, shouldn't even be here. 

"So let me see if I understand this correctly. Fleeing from a station and the galactic police, those things somehow ended up on your ship. After attempting to fend them off you crashed on Namek, risking the entire planet in order to try and get away from them. You fought oh so valiantly to kill them and yet nearly died, and you might well have were it not for the intervention of the Princes and their friends. Rather than turning you into the authorities, as they likely should have, they decided to make you a part of their entourage." Even reciting it now it sounded absurd, Korian couldn't understand why they would harbor a criminal. Nevermind the fact alone there was no way of knowing if Kiton was trustworthy, they were interfering with the Galactic Police and would no doubt have issues with them down the road. Being on Uuonoe now he had the jurisdiction to do something with Kiton, yet he knew full well if he did he'd further alienate the Princes' group, and that was the last thing he wanted. Sighing heavily to himself he leaned up against the wall, folding his arms as he looked down at Kiton with a stern expression. "You're in their group now, there's no changing that. But tell me one good reason why I shouldn't notify the authorities of your location."