Leto was rather quickly retreating from his whole wanting to punch T'charrl faze. Very much still a soldier at heart he couldn't well help that he was prompted to fight who he saw as an enemy, it was basically natural for him. Having attacked a friend of the Princes however was unacceptable, he had to make it up to the alien. A simply apology was not enough, he deserved much more than that for such a transgression. Perhaps a feast, or some tremendous gift, something to bury the hatchet. "Perhaps a feast was a little overzealous..." the Yulian answered, rubbing at his chin thoughtfully. "But surely some food would be acceptable... Hm, yes! I'll get you a nice meal, then we can speak with my comrades! Surely they'll be eager to meet a friend of the Princes!" Together they walked around to the side of the rebel flagship, a large hatch on the side opened up with several small vehicles and groups of workers coming in and out. Leto led the Kaesstrian around everyone, bringing him right on inside. Compared even to the ship the group had just commandeered this craft was much larger. The hangar in of itself held about ten of those small transport vehicles like the one Shu and Takeshi had just taken off in. Needless to say it was the biggest ship in the entire fleet.

"There are quite a few men and women here, no? All working towards one common goal; freeing the universe from the Saiyan oppressors! Have you ever seen such a beautiful gathering of people before?" At this point in time quite a few alien races made up the rebel's fleet. Amongst the few Saiyan deserters there were Uuonian natives, a handful of Narbu soldiers, and a conglomerate of various other species. With all the differences it was certainly something to see everyone wearing the same uniforms, all united under a single agenda. Wiping at his eyes for a moment Leto cleared his throat, smiling at T'charrl. "So many homes disrupted and lives ruined by the Saiyans, so much damage has been done. Everyone here has been effected one way or another, and they've not joined together to put an end to it all. Truly a wondrous thing!"

"Leto? Aren't you supposed to be outside helping the crew?" Approaching the pair were two blue-skinned aliens, each dressed in combat armor. The boy had a messy nest of green hair atop his head, and when stood against Leto seemed fairly diminutive in size by comparison. The girl, who looked much like him, had her hair tied back in a ponytail and was slightly shorter than her male counterpart.

Leto looked over at the two newcomers, smiling cheerfully and putting an arm around T'charrl's shoulders. "I will be, but we've a guest! Ricken, Sasha, allow me to introduce T'charrl. He's a friend of the Princes, a companion of theirs as it turns out. One that I may have nearly punched..."

Sasha looked at T'charrl curiously for a moment, her eyes scanning him up and down curiously. "Pleasure to meet you, T'charrl..." she said politely, bowing her head a bit before looking back at him. "That's an odd name, pardon my saying. I've never seen anyone like you either..."

"We've never seen half of the races here, sister. That doesn't mean he needs any special attention," Ricken interjected, looking at T'charrl before extending a hand out. "All the same however, welcome. Always nice to know we've got more allies in this fight."

Takeshi was a little too eager to get out of there. Every time something went wrong it seemed like he was the one getting hit. Thank goodness he was durable, otherwise he'd probably be in a coma by this point. In spite of not having used such a vehicle in a while he had a fairly easy time of controlling the ship, so long as he avoided the more complex controls. Flying in a straight line was simple enough, but if they had to maneuver then it was going to be an awfully bumpy ride. "And what... They don't like me?" Takeshi asked, frowning as he glanced over at Shu. "And I'm not always angry, you know... So I doubt that's why..." Shu was often the favorite though, and it was something that the older boy had never put much thought into. Frankly he just didn't care enough to bother with it, it didn't matter to him too much. Now that it was on his mind he couldn't well come up with a reason. Looking back at Shu then Takeshi stared for a moment, trying to get what it was. After unsuccessfully coming up with anything he scoffed, looking ahead and leaning back in his seat a bit. "Don't take this the wrong way... But I don't see why everyone adores you. I mean you're awesome and all, but some people treat you like you're perfect. I don't get it." Then again he sort of did the same thing, always giving Shu a nice treatment. Perhaps the little guy just had a way of making people like him.

"We can try fish then, if you'd like! I bet we've got some on the ship somewhere, or we can even look around here. I bet there's a body of water somewhere if we just looked." Not that they were quite in a state to go exploring. It would have to be a little later on, and that was if they remained on this world much longer. Surely if they could get enough fish prepared then Viral would have a little bit, and then perhaps that would in turn lead to eating more. Looking at the Beastman for a moment when he voiced his question Yumi only shrugged, not sure how to reply immediately. "Sure... Plenty of times, I guess," she answered, reaching up and itching at one of her ears. "A lot lately I feel just kind of out of it with everything that's gone on. It's all happening so fast, and I don't know where it'll all end, or how it'll all end. It's exhausting, really." Life had been so incredibly simple before the Saiyans had ever separated their group. Before she had met Shu and Takeshi, or Master Roshi, before their journey together. No, that wasn't right, she didn't regret any of that. Smiling sadly Yumi glanced at Viral, absentmindedly rubbing one of her hands now. "Things are going to get better though, they just have to. I keep telling myself that and it's been enough to keep me going lately," she explained before looking away, frowning slightly. "I just don't know for how much longer it'll work..."