So Viral fought for those who made them? But then the Saiyans made her and the rest, shouldn't they be fighting for the Saiyans then? "Fighting for those who made you... I'd sooner kill them then fight for them again," Eris muttered bitterly, glancing again at the scientist. She'd always harbored resentment and yet was unable to do anything about it, knowing full well she was at the mercy of Elites. The way they treated the Beastmen, the way they treated her: looking, laughing, prodding and touching, she was through with that. She'd stay her hand in killing the man if only because their new leaders demanded they not, though it didn't lessen the desire any. It was puzzling to hear as well that there were other Saiyans and not at all aligned with the ones here. Maybe that wasn't so outrageous considering those two boys, they were obviously Saiyans and yet working against the King. Clearly there was more to what was going on than she knew, and she hated being lost like this.

"I won't argue he does what's logical, but he doesn't just throw things aside. I've never known him to do that with anything," Yumi pointed out, furrowing her brow briefly in thought before looking at Viral, "That includes you. There was a time there where he was so busy he didn't ever see any of us, but I don't feel like he abandoned either of us then either. And now... Well he's always back at the base or wherever pulling strings and we're out in the field kicking butt, can't be helped that we do separate jobs." Vegeta was perfectly capable of fighting alongside them however and probably should sometime soon, didn't want to get all rusty. "I've had him for all of 5 minutes Viral, it's not as though I've been watching him all day," Yumi retorted with a roll of her eyes, "Anyways there's no one else here taking care of him, and someone needs to. I'm not going to just leave a child to themselves, especially not when there might be soldiers around still." Until they got on the ships and were off this world she had very little intention of releasing Riley, even if holding him was a little awkward. 

"No no no no, I don't mean we really should blast out of here. It'd be quicker but it'd scare those guys probably, you know? We'll just go back to the hole we made earlier." There was probably a real entrance for them to use, multiple even, but they knew where this one was. Folding his hands at the back of his head Takeshi took the lead out of the room, retracing their steps through the now familiar corridors to the entryway. "Well yeah I made it, but why bother finding another when we can just use that one, you know? I mean we could look for a real door, but that could take forever. May as well just use what we made." Plus if they went for their own door then they'd have to somehow lead the others to it, or find their way from that point to wherever they had been before. Considering they had absolutely no idea where anything was here? Best to stick to the same route. Passing through the first room on the way back Takeshi casually glanced about at the still unconscious soldiers lying about, smirking in satisfaction at their handiwork. "Some of these guys you beat buddy, feels good doesn't it?"