"Right... Well I apologize for jumping the gun like that. We've just had some poor experiences as a group with Saiyans and their 'studies', so we tend not to be particularly keen on that." It was probably a good thing right now that T'charrl couldn't understand what was being said. Vegeta couldn't imagine hearing himself being talked about would be the ,most pleasant of things, and only just beginning to become part of their group it wasn't exactly a welcoming discussion. "And the reason he doesn't quite fit the profile is he's undergone some... Changes. Obviously. That's a story for another time though. As I said, we'll give you a man to look into if you want, so long as you don't mind examining a psychotic sociopath." 

Takeshi decided to reel the conversation back in on topic, not super comfortable with talking about anyone being examined, however passively. It just seemed creepy. "So you're going to do all that work on our ship AND help us with this creature problem of ours?" he asked, looking at Korian's image skeptically. Normally he wasn't the cynical type, but man did this seem fishy. Korian had to want something out of doing all that, and sure enough they were bound to hear what it was before this was done. Shaking his head distrustfully he folded his arms over his chest, tapping one of his feet expectantly. "There's more to it you're not telling us, we're not that naive you know. Come on Korian, what do you want from us? I sincerely doubt you just want to help us for the sake of helping us."

"I do though, in part at least. This war is still not in our favor, and if you're going to be reckless and fly around in that ship you're bound to get captured. At that point there's scarcely any chance we'll be able to win, we can't beat all of you," Korian admitted, smiling sadly. "I've experienced first hand what some of you are capable of when forced to fight, and I know full well that we'd be hard pressed to beat just one of you. So call it a worthwhile investment on our part. So long as you stay safe and out of the king's grasp we're able to continue on without too much resistance." Goodness knows what would happen if they had to battle both Princes, or even Viral in his transformed state. That wasn't even counting any of their friends, all of which he was sure were decent enough fighters at least. It would be more or less ensuring their own success down the road by helping the children now. 

Now that sounded a little more sound, Vegeta mused. Help themselves by hurting the other side inadvertently, a good way of going about things. "Just where do you propose on getting all of that scrap metal though? It's going to take a lot of resources, not to mention time, to modify a ship this big. Plus you'll likely have to remove the ship's mainframe and do a wipe, since it'll shop up on Saiyan radar as one of their own. Then there's the small matter of it looking exactly like one of their boats... And our cannons being fried." A huge undertaking to say the least. It would take much more than just Vegeta to do that work, so maybe he could make use of the engineers they had with them. "How do you propose we go about doing all of that? Did you just happen to bring a barge full of material with you?"

"If I had that kind of foresight then we would have won this war already. I'm afraid we don't have scrap metal to spare, but we can spare a ship. And besides, I don't imagine we'll need all that much, do you? So long as the craft's structural integrity is okay it only needs minimal work done, with the most being repainting it." In all not that daunting of a task, not when there were roughly a hundred rebels, himself and Sayomi included, ready to work. "I would think its best we land on that planet to get to work, it'll be rather difficult to do anything floating around up here. Sayomi? Can you get in touch with Leto and his ship? Ricken and Sasha on their ship? We'll need to get everyone onboard another one, theirs is on its last leg anyways, might as well make some good use of it."