"I beg your pardon?" asked Ovaan, his tone salty and his only movement being a twitch of his tail, "...'Faulty'?" he sounded rather insulted... because he was. He took some steps toward his newly acquired ship and continued to talk in a huff, "I'll have you know this ship is in near-pristine condition. I checked it [i]myself[/i]." his tone was beginning to transition from mere saltiness to outright bitterness. "[i]You[/i] all asked for a potential solution, and [i]I[/i] offered one." he said with a quick, irritated gesture to his ship, "But I suppose if it's not good enough for the lot of you, then maybe I'll just keep it for myself." without any warning he pushed a button on the hatch and the ship transformed back into a capsule that he then pocketed. Thus far his irritation had been directed at the others who were mere mortals such as himself. But now, now he was becoming more willing to risk the ire of the godly figures before them. There was a preposterously simple solution staring them right in the face and if the Supreme Kai of Time refused to bring it up, then Ovaan would be the one to do it, "Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but I believe you mentioned something called a 'Time Patrol' yesterday." he said to the short girl, not quite ready to let go of his bitter mood, "That tells me that you possess a means of traveling through time. So then why, pray tell, have we not used that to go back and prevent our Universes from being destroyed? Even if you had laws regarding time travel, I imagine this is a scenario in which those laws no longer apply." he fixed his irritated glare on the small Kai. Up until now he had not dared risk the wrath of those who could be called Gods. But right now, his mood was sour and his entire Universe was gone. At this point, he decided he no longer had anything to lose. So his patience and courtesy toward these people were officially beginning to wear thin.