Krom didn’t believe he would be better off, even if Aito was trying to reassure his safety compared to what the rebels might do to him. The history between them was pretty long seeing how Korian and Sayomi came from the Saiyan army in the first place and compared to the history this group shared with the rebels it was like comparing a puddle to an ocean. He wasn’t pleased with how Aito believed he had greater power over what the rebels had, he also didn’t know what gave him the idea that Korian was going to be okay with any of this. “These ‘children’…hmm, yes. They are just children, despite what they’ve done. I don’t know what makes you think Korian will be happy with them taking away their highest rated criminal in custody, saying that”, he spoke, still having his doubts even if he was trying to reassure his safety, “If you’re going to do any convincing to anybody, you’re going to have to direct that to Korian. Why they would ever let me go is all up to questioning”. Hearing how Aito handled the disappearance of Viral made him question if the man had any compassion for others in him. It was obvious that Viral had been hurt by him in a few ways and yet Aito showed not even a speck of care other than saying it was Viral’s own fault for stepping in between them. Staring at him quizzingly he folded his arms, hardly impressed by the passive concern he was only showing to not look bad. “I don’t think that’s what he’s angry about, you know. Do you have no social skills or something? Oh he’s probably fine, it’s only enough to have him wander off during a talk about his own kind, after all…”

Viral was annoyed and with no way to get around having Yumi find him he couldn’t move anywhere, not like he wanted to anyway. He didn’t know what he was supposed to do or how to deal with her when he was trying to deal with an obvious weakness of his. Being in a lot of pain was definitely something that had great disadvantages when trying to get anywhere. Seeing her finally find her he stared up at her before letting out a groan, looking away from her. “Well I am done so I don’t have to care anymore…” Keeping a fair hold on his paws he tried to not have Yumi notice anything wrong going on with him, but of course she was going to even if he tried his hardest to ignore her. She always had a tendency to notice if there was something wrong with him, much more than any of the others did at least. Looking back to her when she knelt down before him he frowned, watching her hands before they took hold of his. Her touch specifically on the paw he used to block the punch with caused a fair surge of pain to run right up his arm like electricity, his eyes widening momentarily before turning into a forced glare as he tried to concentrate on not showing he was in pain. Staring at her momentarily he soon slowly looked away, gritting his teeth as he let out an unsteady sigh. “Oh great, sure…okay…” he muttered, finding she was really not talking about this at the best of times, “Except it’s not going to happen. It’ll be you…and Aito…and Vegeta…doing everything, but it’s not like it’s going to be easy. It’ll be another fortress and another battle and…there will be more than just Saiyans to fight. Let go of me…please”.

Shu was pretty excited about the offer, smiling happily as he rubbed his hands together. He was going to hopefully ease his troubles sleeping, or at least he hoped he would considering what was said. He didn’t want to lose his hearing like what was said too, but he hoped Takeshi and Vegeta was going to make sure that didn’t happen. Smiling happily he raised his shoulders, rubbing his hands together as he thought about everything he had done, but the thought that he wasn’t normal definitely bugged him still. Staring at the floor as Vegeta spoke about the subject he sighed a little, pressing his fingertips together as he tried to make it out to be more encouraging than anything that there was a solution to that problem as well. “I don’t know if I want to be called a Saiyan, though…I mean, I’m not very good at being a Saiyan either”, he sighed, shaking his head a little, “I don’t know how they are not bad, though. They are big differences and are bad things, so how can they not be bad? What is even fix to problem…?”