"Nah, it's not selfish." Takeshi said, waving a hand dismissively. "And it's only your duty if you want it to be. I mean... It's great that you want to help and all, but don't feel like you [i]have[/i] to help us. It should be your choice, not an obligation." Putting a hand on his hip he held a finger up to T'charrl, giving the Kaesstrian a stern look. "I mean it, don't feel like you have to do things for us. I know enough about friends to know that if they're demanding things from you constantly they're not your friend. We're never going to keep putting you on the spot to lend us a hand, so if someone else does just keep that in mind, okay?"

Yumi nodded her head in agreement with Shu, thinking exactly along his line of thought. It would be very nice to go home again, but there were a lot of people still in a bad way. When they had the power to help someone they couldn't well in good conscience just up and leave, it felt like they were abandoning everyone else. Maybe it was a ridiculous task they were assigning themselves, trying to help the other races under Saiyan rule. Who knows how many people there were, and how far and wide the empire's influence stretched. Plus, they could easily say that the rebellion was doing just that and let them handle it, head home and forget the whole thing. The way that the rebels acted though made Yumi reluctant to leave it all up to them, especially with how vindictive Korian could be. So long as Sayomi kept him in check things ought to be okay, but being around to see things go smoothly for themselves definitely took the edge off. So home would have to wait a while longer, there were more people to save. Besides, she was rather eager to try getting into a real fight, curious to see what she could do now. And if along the way she got to bop one or two of the creeps who did this to her then all the better. 

Takeshi and T'charrl's arrival signaled the beginning of their rescuing the Saiyan's parents, and the excitement in the room was palpable. Kai and Choi near jumped out of their skins at the word, and together the group exited the house, piling out into the back yard to get settled in. No one save T'charrl was quite certain how this was going to work, as they couldn't well do something like this themselves. Soon enough they'd have their answer, and their parents. Kabocha stood with the twins, an earnest and nervous smile on his face as he clasped his hands behind his back. So this was it, they were saving their parents. With this act of defiance before the king they would be permanently severing their ties with the kingdom and be on their own at last. Well, not quite on their own. They had to find their families a place to stay first of all, which was easier said than done. Once that was taken care of somehow Kabocha had a feeling they'd be staying with their former leader and the others for some time yet. If they were going to take the fight to Yamate then he'd certainly not miss out on taking down the king.

"That sounds about right. Uh... Don't forget the orange clothes though, he pretty much always wears those," Takeshi pointed out, smiling hopefully. "And don't waste your time looking in Hell, he definitely won't be there. Nah, he's going to be in Heaven somewhere, we're sure of it." There was no where else that Goku would ever be, he was much too good to be in Hell, and he'd had his run on Earth... A few times.