Kai simply gave Kabocha a long neutral staring at, not really having a comment on the matter. There was nothing wrong with wanting a simple life, but that didn’t appear to be what Kabocha wanted. It was none of his business, he was welcome to visit if he wanted to but of course he was too full of pride to see anything other than a Saiyan life. It was rather silly, especially to get so invested in what kind of life they wanted to live. Letting out a sigh when he seemed to get off their back about their dream he shrugged slightly, looking away. “You know, it might be a little hard for you to understand, but once you’re free to make whatever you want then what you do becomes fun and pleasant. After being told all the time what you had to make or get punished for mistakes, it’s nice to be able to make nice things and make people happy. I’m not even sure what you’re so offended over. What do you want us to do?” “Yeah it feels like you’re kind of taking this a bit personally”, Choi laughed a little, sighing, “Your dream is a little strange to us too, you know. I mean, what do nobles do? Sit around all day? What’s your schedule? Wake up, get food served to you, sit around, more food…then sleep? Sounds kind of boring to me”. Just what was the appeal in sitting around with some random title, anyway? It didn’t really seem logical to him. Somebody like Kabocha simply wanting a title seemed a little silly but whatever, he wanted his food. “Oh yeah? You seem a little uncomfortable in this place for some reason”. Smiling at him he turned to the counter he looked up at the menu, giving it a quick look over as Kabocha made his order only to demand impatiently for them to make theirs. “Oh I’m sorry, your majesty”, Choi smirked before pointing briefly at the menu, “Can we get two of today’s specials? Thanks!” -- Viral frowned slightly, closing his eyes for a moment. It was always embarrassing to be reminded of such a lifestyle, his whole past being filled with memories of always being watched and restricted. He didn’t have a great life even if it was for his own good, he was pretty dangerous when left to his own devices and had to be kept away from the RRA. Vegeta nearly selling him off to them when he properly took over the business still hurt him, but he could see why they were so desperate to buy him off the company and why Vegeta was prepared to send him off to the army. Having a genetic experiment who was fully capable of combat and considered too dangerous to be trusted around Humans was probably a lot of stress for Vegeta to take care of, especially as his own interest in him wavered pretty rapidly. It was pretty pathetic, nothing could change his past though. “Okay fine. I doubt she’ll appreciate any of it”. Moving after her he kept his gaze away from her, his mind not in a particularly good place. “It’s hard to tell what that woman is ever thinking…” -- T’charrl looked to his father quickly before back to the weapons, not really knowing what to think of calling it ‘dark’. He didn’t know if he would call it dark when he was still a part of it. “But…I still need to learn how to use these kinds of weapons too…” he frowned, “That’s like calling what I do and my past ‘dark’…” It certainly seemed like this nation had long gotten over their need for fighting and was now quite happy to have what would now be considered ‘relics’ on display, only those with authority being given such weapons that were definitely not as primitive as these ones. Nearly everyone in the underground had a weapon of some sort to defend themselves with and their whole army was trained in it, they were even seen pretty often around the place all ready to defend the city from attackers. He hadn’t seen one soldier since arriving in this place, just a few people carrying bats at most and they were more like security personnel. Sighing, he scratched at his chest as he thought about it, his eyes soon turning to his father when he placed his claws on his shoulders in an attempt to change subject. “Oh, artefacts and…stuff from other planets…? I-I mean, that sounds like an idea! I mean, I have a lot of stuff and maybe…maybe some off-world plants too? There was a lot of tasty food on other planets! Not as good as some of the fruit here, but still really very good! Some of them were so strange in shape…but very tasty…”