Viral stared at Aito for a moment before groaning, looking away again and simply drank his tea. He didn’t know why Aito had bothered with the tea, it wasn’t making him feel relaxed yet and he was still in a whole load of pain. It was difficult to think through it, but it wasn’t as if he hadn’t felt worse before. “Hmm, I just call it pain over any sort of improvement. It’s not the most pleasant of feelings if this is on the road to recovery”. Slowly placing the glass by his side he sighed, staring out before to Aito when he decided to make light of what he said to try and curb his favour. “Which is still my doing. If I just tried to be stronger, if none of that ever happened…none of that destruction within the family…” If there was ever going to be regret it would be being easily manipulated. He didn’t know who he was before any of that and couldn’t get any of the terrible memories out of his head to make way for whatever good memories he might’ve had previously. Glancing to Aito at his suggestion he frowned, looking down at the grass as he felt it behind him. This was going to be pretty painful and what was worse was he probably wouldn’t be able to get up, but he had to try. Slowly moving onto his elbows he grunted slightly in pain, pausing for a moment before finally laying down on his back. This was a rather painful experience if he ever had to complain, his muscles stiff as if unable to comprehend what he was feeling. “…Why did you make me do this…”

Shu didn’t know what he was supposed to do now, seeing how he injured his brother with a ball. He was just wanting to play, but it seemed he couldn’t do that without hurting someone. Squeaking worriedly as he moved around Takeshi to see if he was okay he frowned when he started complaining, looking around as if hoping he didn’t cause a scene before gasping as Takeshi instead grabbed him, pulling him in for a ticking. Squeaking, he fell off his feet and started flailing, kicking out wildly before immediately rolling over onto his front and making a run for it. “No! No tickle! Bad tickle! Bad things with the tickle!”

Kiton didn’t really know how this place worked but hearing around it didn’t give him the desire to learn what it meant to be a rebel. The pair of Saiyans that were the leaders just didn’t really give him a good vibe, but then again the woman being pretty silent and the other had an aggressive air about him. “I’m guessing they ran away together to form this rebellion. Seems like a good idea, I guess…” he sighed, shrugging, “I guess the only way I can give them judgement is if I see how they work, but I doubt I’d see that anytime soon. I’m struggling to understand how this group work and what I’m supposed to be doing with them nevermind caring for a group that I’ve never encountered before”. If he had any care for the rebels then maybe he would be more bothered by how the pair worked, but as it stood the rebels didn’t really seem to be in the other’s interest apart for being accommodation. Feeling a little worried over other matters he glanced up at Sasha before looking away with a sigh. “Yeah well, if you think so. I’ve never had anybody take me in before, even when I was little…uhh, littler-er”, he muttered, lightly shrugging before looking up at Sasha, “I’m still concerned though. I mean, if they know that their ship took me away to this planet they’ll be hanging over waiting for me to leave. It’s still worth knowing just in case they decide to come around; those guys are not afraid to go all out to capture a criminal”.

Krom was being fairly patient with Korian’s anger, seeing how disruptive it was. His demands and everything to do with the information he was giving should’ve been passed onto him already instead of the man having a fit in his face. Staring at Korian as he ran through everything out loud he watched to see if Korian was going to be able to pick up on anything else he might’ve been told, but luckily the whole secret Beastman project wasn’t known to the man yet. It was too sensitive a project to let this man know, especially when he was not a fan of artificial creatures already. “Well you better get to fixing him if I train these kids. The power cannot be harnessed as you need a living creature to project it and you can probably tell what that will involve if a weapon was to be created revolving around that energy. I guess the best way to think about the energy is that it’s ‘alive’ in a sense”. It almost felt like he was talking to the science guy again, but whatever if it meant it was going to help his case. Staring at Korian who expressed further doubt over his intentions he lightly shrugged, feeling he had already explained himself. “I am the best for the job because if they even get in trouble, I can get them out of it. They won’t take the likes of you or her on their trips and even if that bug friend of theirs is strong he seems too wild to take control of a dire situation. They need a mentor who will guide them on the path to being true Saiyan warriors! Even if they’re only half Saiyan. The youngest is getting wilder with each rampage and the eldest has no damn idea how to harness that rage of his into pure energy! They’re going to end up in a worse shape than they are now if someone doesn’t mentor them”.