Choi shrugged a little, letting out a sigh as he gave her a cheeky smirk, “If you say so! It’s not like things could get any worse right now”, he said quickly, folding his arms, “It really is quite the predicament, though…I mean, I know Kai would be able to come back with Kabocha, but hell I don’t know a thing about the Commander”. It was a bit of a mystery knowing what may or may not happen with the Beastman, nobody ever got to be close to him when he was in the Elite squad so knowing how he functioned. Watching Yumi walk off, he turned to follow her as they both headed on off into the house, “Alright, I can do that! We do have enough food left for everyone right? Then again I didn’t see Viral eat anything, so that’s not too many we need to feed, I guess”.

 Kai gave Kabocha a pretty strong glare, the guy knew he had done wrong and yet he was still trying to stand up for himself and say that what he did was right after all. It was hardly a fun thing to watch before and he didn’t see how Kabocha could had possibly seen it as something that was good or productive to anyone. Letting out a sigh he shook his head, looking away a little, “You realise it was your attitude he was talking about the most right? Not just because you have ‘stupid hair’ or because you were in the way…or being arrogant”, he spoke calmly, “You could had been adult about it instead of baiting him like that”. Hearing Kabocha get all confused and caught up about talking about his parents and future, he remained quiet as he kept his arms folded, looking displeased, “That’s funny, because I haven’t seen the Princes pick flowers and sit around all day since we got here and they’ve lived their entire lives on Earth”, he spoke, hardly looking impressed, “I’m tired of fighting continuously, I want to relax for a while before I think on moving onwards. You’re trying to defend yourself by saying you’re not bloodthirsty, but thinking you always have to go around and fight is blood thirst. It doesn’t have to involve killing, just the very notion of wanting to spill blood and what do you think fighting does? Why don’t you want to relax for a while instead of continuous fighting? Be realistic yourself. Your parents would want to know what true freedom is, don’t you?”

Viral was in fair deep contemplation about his life, his very existence on the line if he couldn’t pull it together. There was little he could do now, he was able to full function and yet he was still weak and probably would fail harder in a fight than he ever did before. Staring into his hand as he slowly clenched it, he lowered his head before there was a noise from behind. He knew it was one of the others, he was a little annoyed that he had been found with little time to himself to try and decide what to do with his life. Giving a pretty harsh glare at his clenched fist, he growled lowly as he looked away from Vegeta’s direction, already annoyed by the time he spoke up, “Don’t you dare lie to me”, he spoke lowly, “I feel fine…what does it matter to you? You’re only here because of what happened, why don’t you just go back?”

Shu really had no idea whether they’d like the kind of stuff there was on Earth, not unless it was fruit that would still be fine after all that time on the ship. Maybe there was other things they could eat besides fruit and the odd other types of items, it wasn’t as if there was a massive problem with asking what they ate either. Not feeling entirely sure how he was supposed to take the situation of fruit, he felt a little distracted when the guards suddenly dived down from the sky at them, pointing fairly nasty looking weapons as they went into questioning them. Feeling a little worried about their predicament, he let Takeshi do all the talking but was pretty unsure to where this was actually going. It wasn’t looking too good, the guards were fair reluctant to let them through and they shouldn’t need to power their way through either. Frowning a little, he slowly hid behind Takeshi to protect himself from the guards.

Just when things were getting a little sketchy, the doors of the house opened and out came a fairly large Kaesstrian with pink and purple colourings and a fair amount of gracefully groomed fur to match her large garments. It certainly seemed like females were larger than males in this race, but whether that meant anything in regards to how the Queen acted it probably meant something important, “Guards, that won’t be necessary”, she spoke gracefully, a slight crackle in her voice, “I have been wanting to see the aliens for myself…after all. Now, why are you here of all places…? You mentioned Sir Katas, did you not?”