Again, Eslaria really hated to acknowledge it, but her son was right. It was in everyone's best interests, hers included, that they went on this journey together. It would mean that for the first time ever he'd be away from home, and really away, not just at a neighboring city. The concept of going off the planet was known to her, sure enough, but she couldn't fathom actually doing it. T'charrl seemed genuinely thrilled at the prospect of traveling, and it'd be selfish to deny him that just to keep herself happy. Relenting then she smiled at her son adoringly, nodding her head and folding her hands behind her back.

"If you put it that way I certainly can't keep you from it. If I tried to say otherwise it'd be out of my own selfish desires, and not what's best," Eslaria said, shaking her head. Looking up at T'charrl she smiled meekly, her eyes watering up slightly. "I know that it's for the best, and that you'll come out better for it. As your mother I can't help but worry about you still, and no radio contact is going to change how I feel about all of this. It's just not the same as having you here at my side. But... This is something you need to do, and I understand that. I'll not stop you. Still..."

The Queen took a step forward, smiling up tenderly at the Prince. Then, rather suddenly too she lifted a hand, giving her son a gentle smack upside the head, her expression hardening just slightly. "As your Queen, I demand that you come back. My plans for you remain, they'll just be postponed a little, that's all. We'll handle things here, your father and I, and wait for your return. I'd best see a strong, capable young man when you do come home." 

Eslaria paused for a moment, getting on her toes and wrapping her arms around T'charrl in a tight hug. She held it for a long moment, closing her eyes and keeping the embrace for as long as she could. When she finally let go she gave him one last smile, her eyes glazing over as she wordlessly passed by, starting to walk off towards town. She had to go see to the General's sentencing, and all her doing by staying around would do was make things more difficult, for herself and for her son. Perhaps she would stop by to see them off, provided that she had the time to do so.

Takeshi watched as the Queen walked off, not sure what to make of their interaction. So that was what a mother was like. The lady wasn't as scary as he'd initially thought, and definitely had a soft side to her. Honestly, it made the Saiyan feel awfully envious of T'charrl for having someone like that in his life. Sure, there was Shu, and his friends, but those were different. A mother's care seemed to be... Something else, something that the others couldn't give. All the more reason then, he mused, to be done with all of these other distractions. He and Shu had still yet to meet their mother, and damn it all if they never were. As soon as they got the chance Takeshi fully intended to collect the Dragonballs again and finally get back to their original quest.

"You're one heck of a lucky guy..." Takeshi mumbled, smiling as he looked back at T'charrl. "Seriously, don't worry, we'll be back before you know it. And you'll have mastery of your powers then, so everything's going to work out."

Yumi opened her mouth to make a reply to Choi, instantly shutting it again as he complimented her. Well, she thought it was a compliment about her ears, which was a tad odd. Still, it made her cheeks turn a light pink, and she sheepishly itched at her nose, looking down at the floor. Then just to ruin the moment Choi began to ramble again, going off on a tangent that only served to confuse the Beastman a little. Puzzled she looked up at the Saiyan before rolling her eyes, smiling in exasperation as he tried to scramble and cover ground. 

"Thanks for that... And I know I'm a strong fighter, I beat you didn't I?" she said teasingly, cocking her head to the side. "We're not done fighting yet, so don't get too comfortable. There's a long way to go until we're in the clear, and we still got to find a place for your parents to stay. Which... Now that I mention it, there's a small problem with this plan of ours..." Yumi bit her lip, looking between the twins before shifting her weight, embarrassed at not having thought of this before. "We can't fit everyone on our ship, not comfortably anyways. And there's [i]definitely[/i] not enough supplies for everyone. So... How is this going to work then?"