"Tch... Fine, you win Shu. I'll get you some fruit later." Takeshi couldn't well say no to Shu, finding his behavior now that he was better too much fun to risk shooting down. The little Saiyan was so enamored by Goku being there that he was up in the clouds right now, off in his own little world. Truth be told the older boy was sharing in that feeling too. It wasn't enough that he was getting to see Goku again, a man he had rather quickly come to revere and respect, but now he was finally coming eye to eye with Vegeta as well. It had been a brief glimpse at the man that had once been his hero, but exciting all the same. Putting a hand on his brother's head he gave it a small pat, chuckling faintly before smirking and putting his hands in his pockets. "Be sure to remind me to get your fruit, because I'll probably forget about it later. And... That's provided we can find fruit later..."

Kabocha was surprised with just how casual Goku was treating the king. He wasn't just another Saiyan, he was the only Super Saiyan still alive. He had more power than anyone else alive, there was a reason he ruled so many people basically on his own, because no one could oppose him. He had to remind himself just who they were talking to, that the level that their king had reached, while impressive, was a shadow of what was truly achievable. Part of him almost wanted to see if Goku would just beat the king for them then and there, they could be done with him once and for all. Before even getting a single sound out though the man was gone, vanishing from view in an instant. So much for that plan, he'd try to ask again later. No use in throwing themselves in the line of fire against Yamate if someone far stronger could take him down. Kabocha was all for fighting, but as things stood it was a suicide mission to go up against the king. 

"Hey! Whose eyes are you calling big?!" Gregory fussed, throwing his hands down at his side as he floated up to the screen. Narrowing his eyes at Choi he pressed a finger against it, giving the Saiyan a dirty glare. "My eyes aren't that big, I'll have you know! And besides, I'm just smaller than he is. Maybe his eyes are really big, and you just don't know because of how big the rest of him is!" Redirecting his tiny little rage he then turned his words onto the Saiyan in question. "And look at you! You're a Saiyan, but you don't seem all that tough! Yeah, I bet I could beat you if I really wanted to, but I don't even know if you're worth my time!" To drive his point home Gregory floated back a bit, doing a little "shadow boxing" as he hovered in mid air. After throwing a few punches he smiled triumphantly, putting his hands on his hips and looking at the screen once more. "Intimidated yet?"

"Oh he's adorable..." Yumi whispered, smiling as she leaned forward a bit to get a better view. "And he thinks he can fight, that's so awesome. Hey... Do you want to come live with us instead of King Kai? Then you could actually fight if you wanted to, and our house is way bigger than his. What do you say?"

"Wha-? Leave King Kai? Absolutely not! How dare you suggest such a thing!" Gregory once more crossed his arms, scowling, albeit adorably, at Yumi as he turned his body away from the screen. "I would never dream of leaving him, certainly not for some old cow like you. Dream on lady."

Yumi blinked a few times, looking at the screen in disbelief. Had that little thing just called her what she thought he had? Suddenly he went from adorable to just outright rude, and on the slate to have his tiny rear end kicked in. Growling angrily she tried to lunge forward to grab hold of him in spite of there being a huge gap, squirming as Vegeta Jr quickly grabbed hold of her to restrain her.

"What did you call me, you little cricket?!" Yumi snapped, glowering as she flailed to get free from her friend. "Come here and say that to me, I'll squash you! You're lucky you're all the way... Wherever you are!"