"It's not hard to figure out, Kai. If I'm going to end up ruling something then I'll need people to help me with that, people I can trust, understand? Wouldn't you two rather be able to live like royalty instead of flipping burgers for people all day? Come on guys, think about it! Money, food, whatever you wanted and its all yours." Nobility had those kinds of perks and Kabocha couldn't well imagine life without them. He wasn't looking for handouts, he'd earn what he got, but he needed that status. If you weren't high up in society then you were wasting your time with whatever you were doing. His parents' parents had been of noble birth and his parents, and now him, nobility was in his blood! "Think about it, I'm offering you guys a way out of doing that for the rest of your lives. Cook in your free time if you want but wouldn't you rather be in charge of a planet? Or even a country? Anything?" Anything had to be better than spending their lives working for other people like a servant. Who wanted that?

"Nobles do much more than that! You commoners just think that's all we do!" Kabocha answered indignantly, growing red in the face as he grew embarrassed, "We make decisions about how to run things, we decide on what projects we should take to try and make things better for people! We decide when to go to war, and we promote people if they've earned it, and..." And the twins weren't listening to him anymore were they? Kai was placing his order and Choi was busy staring at the menu trying to decide himself. Groaning inwardly and rolling his eyes Kabocha stepped aside and waited for the twins to finish, his foot impatiently tapping against the ground. A sever beside him offered out his meal to him and he didn't realize at first as he nearly swat the dish away, realizing only after it was meant for him. Accepting it from the perturbed cook he looked at his dish and wrinkled his nose, sloshing the sauce on the meat around uneasily. "You two talked me into getting this stuff... Remember that when I'm on the toilet all night because of you..."

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Yumi opened her mouth to try and correct Viral before thinking better of it. Why say anything when June herself could debunk that? She was for all purposes Viral's mothers, heck she was practically Yumi's at this point, and if anyone was going to heap praise and love onto Viral it would be her. He could be pessimistic as he'd like but Yumi was confident that June would brighten his day up. Or fluster him, more likely fluster him than help anything. Trying to keep from bounding ahead out of excitement she kept pace with Viral and somehow remained silent while they walked. Upon reaching their house Yumi took a moment and sniffed at the air, confirming that Aito was not present, nor were Shu or Takeshi. She guessed they were most likely off for Shu's sessions or some kind of training which was good, no Aito meant no angry Viral. June was however present and from the smells she was catching she was in the middle of cooking too. Beaming at Viral she hurried up the steps and into the building, sighing happily at the food in the air. "Hey June, we're home!"

When everyone got back June had every intention of sitting people down to have a proper meal together. Since she and Aito had come back they hadn't had a chance to and while some of their friends were off she'd take what she could get. They were a family darn it and they'd have at least one meal together like one. Humming to herself as she placed a large roasted bird in the oven she smiled broadly at Yumi's voice, closing the oven door before hurrying to the living room. There they were, Viral and Yumi back from their job finally! "Oh I missed you two, welcome home!" Hurrying across the room she threw her arms around Yumi in a hug and laughed as she was picked up off of her feet, smiling as she then walked over to Viral and gave him a hug as well. "The food's cooking if you're here to eat, so you're a little early. I hope you two don't mind waiting. I'm glad you're both home!" June continued, pausing as she looked up at Viral. Frowning she licked the pad of her thumb before reaching up and rubbing his cheek clean, nodding in approval once the speck of dirt was gone. "Come in, sit down, can I get you two something to drink? A snack while we wait for the food?" 

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"Its a necessary evil but it is dark, wouldn't you agree? Or is war good?" Yusef didn't expect an answer nor was he asking for one, it was purely rhetorical in nature. "You're right, you need to know how to use these. As long as there's conflict there's a need for weapons, it's why people like me have spent our entire lives training. And don't get the wrong idea, a weapon in of itself is neither good nor evil," he continued as he reached into the display case and ran a hand over the glass, eyeing a decorative sword thoughtfully, "It's how the weapon is used that decides that. And you'll use your weapons for good, I know you will. So your past is never dark, remember that. Men like Garesh have dark pasts, but you don't." Those who fought for greed, for jealous or simply for fun were evil and their weapons equally so, and those kinds of things were very clearly dark. But T'charrl? The warriors celebrated in fables and stories? Those were hereoes and deserved their weaponry and belongings to be put in a museum. "I... Don't know if food would be a good idea. I don't know how well it would keep. Or if anyone wouldn't try to eat it," Yusef added with a laugh, smiling at T'charrl amused, "Plants may work, and other items might too! I'm not saying you have to go out of your way to gather things, but if you find something interesting then maybe bring it back with you? I'm sure everyone would love to see what other worlds have."