"I really mean it, we'll come back. Come on now, would I make a promise to you and not keep it?" Intentional never, Takeshi told himself, but in the year since they'd last really been together it was likely he'd forgotten something. Getting a smile out of Shu was a big relief, it in turn picking up his own spirits and settling some nerves. "Yeah I like the fruit well enough, but I miss a lot of the stuff on Earth," he continued, smiling thoughtfully as his free hand rubbed his stomach. "Potatoes with butter... Salmon... Calamari, cornbread, steak. There's a ton of food that's not here that I want, but I definitely wouldn't mind coming back!" Shu was the only one with friends here, Takeshi didn't really consider anyone he'd met particularly close. A means to an end really, that's what everyone here was to him. It didn't necessarily mean he thought poorly of them, save the general who he was biased against. Chuckling he gave his and Shu's arm a swing, leaning over and bumping into his brother playfully next. "Maybe we'll come back without telling anyone and surprise T'charrl. How does that sound?"

"Good... Maybe he'll lose some of his attitude if he leaves," Yumi grumbled, staring at Kabocha's back as he walked off. Things were going just fine until Kabocha had to be an idiot, his departing was the best thing that could happen right now. She sided with Viral on that little argument obviously, and yet when she tried to show it he skulked off just as Kabocha had. What was he so upset about? That kid was just a punk, a thug like he'd said, nothing that he had told Viral meant anything. It looked like it had though, just maybe. Frowning to herself Yumi turned to the twins, giving them an expectant glare as she placed her hands on her hips. "And why didn't you two shut your resident idiot up?" she asked, "Because of him now we've got more problems. Why don't one or both of you go drag him back here so he can apologize like an adult?"

Kabocha could scarcely believe how willingly those moronic twins were with going to Earth. Figuring what they and their kin had done it seemed like the last place they'd want to be found, and they were all for it. Besides, that damn Beastman had a point, they all liked to fight. Where on that barren rock were they going to find an outlet? Cussing under his breath he then groaned in discomfort, gingerly rubbing at the side of his head. He'd played off Viral's hits in the heat of the moment, but now that he was calming down the realization that they'd hurt like hell set in. Even if that guy was weak he was still a damn strong hitter. With that kind of power behind him he had to wonder just what he was complaining about. "Stupid Beastman... I'm not a fricken killer..."