After finding a rather secluded spot in a still mostly intact building, at least the best one he could find, Darbin found himself wondering how exactly he was going to deal with the situation at hand. Super Saiyans, robots that function as war machines, and other such nonsense was going to be something he would need to adjust to. All the same information was the key thing to look out for he had managed to fly under the radar for the moment choosing to keep quiet while the others talked, complained, or otherwise said nonsense to one another. To Darbin his mission had changed from conquering to returning home as quick as possible assuming it hadn't been annihilated. In truth he had quite expected a Namekian warrior to be here as well given the menagerie of weirdos assembled. But all in all it took only a moment to fully comprehend that he had to do what was in his best interest and that was to fix things so he himself wasn't wiped out. A man in his situation may wonder what happened to his team...it really didn't matter they were already on death's door he wondered how long it would take for this squad to squabble knowing the rather large differences in culture, and ways of doing things.
As Darbin awoke he discarded his destroyed armor, and decided the first course of action was to first find food, but that was likely up to the Kai to provide any real food here may have been lost to the attack. Second was to find information as such why not start at the school? He suspected that the others with some level intelligence may start there was well so after deciding on his destination he quickly charged off using his Ki to propel himself forward towards the Academy.