It had been a long time since Kiton had been allowed out to do anything at all, even if it was just to stretch his legs or something he wasn’t given the chance to. Nobody wanted to give him their time because of a variety of reasons, whether it was because he was still a criminal or because of his species. If they didn’t want to believe he was going to behave or if they just saw him as another evil creature then that was fine, he just wouldn’t mind being told how they thought to his face is all. They seemed to trust Takeshi with him, at least, probably because he was strong enough and probably also because he just sat around not doing much since he technically wasn’t one of them which also meant he would do it for free as well. All of the conclusions he was coming up with were negatives, but they were probably true. Takeshi seemed fed up already anyway, so it wasn’t as if he was wrong.

Staring at Takeshi who was just making his complaints vocal he simply frowned and looked away. Even if he knew the answer he was still uncomfortable with Takeshi being so vocal about his lack of interest in being out with him. There was surely a lot they could do that would interest Takeshi just a little bit, but it didn’t seem that Takeshi wanted to bother his butt in coming up with some stuff. When Takeshi turned to face him with an incredibly fake smile asking what he’d want to do he stared at him for a moment, eventually letting out a loud sigh and shrugging. “Are you serious? You know, if you didn’t want to do this, you could had just said to your Korian man and said ‘no, I don’t want to take the captive out just because some guy who was dead before thinks he’s a good person. Are you mad?’ I’m sure it wasn’t that hard to tell that to him”.

Taking a few steps off to the side he soon just floated instead, moving around Takeshi. “Now look! I’ve never had a day like this in my life! I’ve never had this sort of freedom in a city where I’m not constantly on guard! Is that not great? Then again, it doesn’t really affect you, huh?” All that probably meant nothing for Takeshi, seeing as how he was trusted by a general with something like this. He was probably used to having freedom and everything that came with it, there was probably nothing he hadn’t tried and just saw everything as boring now. Sighing, he soon dropped down, standing much shorter than Takeshi was. “C’mon I’ll take anything at this point, even if it just meant going out for food! I’m sick of prison food already! It’s nothing but mush, really tasteless mush…” he spoke before he sighed, “You know I only get one day of this, right? Then it’s back in the cells until they are able to properly assess I was ‘behaved enough’ to be given a little bit more freedom. They’re probably secretly watching us now! The fact they trust Saiyans they recently converted from the Kingdom’s forces to wander around freely say a lot for how much they trust a Frost Demon. So long as it doesn’t involve crime, I’ll do anything on this day of freedom! What do you normally do with friends? I mean, you don’t need to see me as equal to a friend, but just as something to maybe get your mind going on what might be cool for us to do…”