"We can always go into town to see them, if you want to." Takeshi suggested, shrugging before slipping his hands into his pant pockets. "I mean it's not like we're in a hurry to go anywhere once we've got their parents safe. I'm sure no one is going to mind if you see them one last time. And by how your mom sounded... I really doubt she'll be too upset if you come by one last time before we head out." Besides, there were still the logistics of their leaving to work out. It was going to be one heck of a group once the squad's parents were here, over ten people if he counted right. Their ship really wasn't all that big, and what they had for provisions was already kind of getting low. It was best they had some idea then of how they were going to handle their new numbers before they jumped into things. This was one matter Takeshi was positive not to rush blindly into.

"Ready to get back inside? We can see if they're ready to get their parents, provided you're all set to go." Takeshi paused for a moment, biting his lip as he looked down at his feet in thought. They could try talking to his and Shu's mother too, but... T'charrl could only talk to dead people. If it worked then that would mean the worst had come to pass, and they wouldn't really get a chance to be with their mom, ever. It'd bring a kind of closure, he figured, but that wasn't a kind of closure he was prepared for. Shaking the thought free from thought he smiled again, turning and heading towards the house. "Better now than never, right? I bet they're anxious to see their folks again, so no point in keeping them waiting."

Yumi could see to a degree why Choi might be excited. Even if they were still fighting it was now for a different reason, a reason of their choosing. They weren't pawns anymore, and they were doing what they wanted. It wasn't exactly peace, but it was freedom. For the first time in their lives presumably they were being given the chance to do what the pleased, and it only made sense that they might try to undo what their former ruler had wrought. Definitely payback for making their lives miserable, and she really couldn't discourage them from seeking it. The king, in the brief window she'd met him, was an absolutely awful man. She knew plenty about what had been done to the others too to understand that the man was pretty much heartless. The world definitely wasn't black and white, but the difference between them and the Saiyan king was as clear as that. The twins and their friend had opted to trade sides, and now they were fighting for the well-being of others, as opposed to just for themselves. That had to be the most refreshing feeling in the world, and definitely something that Yumi and the others had taken for granted. She couldn't well imagine what it must feel like, but she was definitely happy for them.

"Oh... Oh yeah!" Yumi exclaimed, smiling abashed as her cheeks flushed. "With all that was going on I had completely forgotten, sorry. Yeah, that sounds good to me. I just hope that Viral is feeling okay. He's doing better now, but a lot is relying on him here... And if something goes wrong he'll blame himself. I don't want him feeling any worse than he already is, he doesn't deserve that."

Well, there was a lot of potential for this plan of theirs to go wrong. Yumi really didn't want to think of the negatives, but getting into the bulk of it now there were plenty of chances for things to go awry. Foremost was definitely Viral and his inability to keep himself together to do his part. She couldn't dare say that to him, it'd ruin how he felt already, but it was a very real concern. Who knows what was waiting for them on the ship too. If an Elite was on board they could be in for one heck of a fight, and that fight may cause damage to the ship. A lot of good their little raid would do if their prize was crippled, they'd basically be back at square one. Plus they really couldn't afford to have anyone get hurt in any fights that ensued, and while taking over a ship that big it was almost guaranteed to happen. If it was just regular troops they'd be fine, she had beaten easily two dozen back on Earth. Anything worse, like other Saiyans or Elites, then they'd be in trouble. This line of thinking was bringing her mood down rather quickly, and she didn't like it. Wanting to pep herself up Yumi looked at Choi before smiling meekly, quickly jumping at him and wrapping her arms around his neck in a hug, giggling nervously.

"Everything is going to be okay..." Yumi mumbled, mostly for herself. "No one is going to get hurt, and we'll all make it out safe, I just know we will." Letting go after a second her cheeks flushed again, and a small, meek smile still lingered on her lips. "Sorry about that."