Krom didn’t feel he was being given much room to move around in with all of these words being thrown in his face, his main concern being whether he could find a way around this by not being directly involved in the discovery of the Beastman’s facilities and what could possibly be going on over there. Everything in this whole design was being played against him and he was going to receive no benefit out of any of this whatsoever. He was going to end up as a prisoner no matter what he did, whether their prisoner or Yamate’s for betraying him beyond what he had said he would do. Hearing Aito try to compromise he narrowed his eyes at the offer, frowning deeply before looking over to Yumi when she decided to butt in again. They were dead set on giving these Beastmen freedom, but that was a lot of creatures to control and probably not all of them were going to be huge fans of taking orders from someone else they were not familiar with, even if it was the offer of freedom.
Groaning lightly he looked away before ending on a sigh, looking back at Yumi at her mention of being a Beastman. The problem with her was she was forced to be one in the first place so having her go along with the whole freedom aspect didn’t sit in his mind very well since it would always be the default choice with her. He didn’t know what Viral would think of this since the Beastman had wandered off so having Yumi speak for him only sprung doubt into his mind that he would go along with it too. “I have no doubt the Commander would have any intention other than to send them into battle. He craves it as much as a pure blooded Saiyan does. You can see it in his eyes…or rather, what you can see of them”, he spoke, waving his hand over half of his face before folding his arms again, “But I guess I have no choice in the matter. I either get tortured and eventually spill my guts about the project’s location or I give the coordinates and get it all over with. Either way, I’m going to remain locked up and under critical watch indefinitely so there’s no plus in it for me”.
Shu stared at Vegeta curiously, hanging onto whatever he said but frowned at the thought that his hearing was most likely going to go. With old age being mentioned Shu raised his shoulders, looking a little worried until Vegeta tried to raise his mood again, trying to make it out as if it was something that would never happen otherwise to someone like him. “Oooh, I don’t want to not be able to hear…then I’ll never hear the bad guys”, he spoke, raising his hands to his ears. While he was a little worried about his future now the thought that maybe music might help him in some way was definitely encouraging, giving Vegeta a smile when he was given a plan of action. “Ooh! I would like that! I don’t know what kind of music I would like because I don’t know what music there is other than that music. Music to make me sleepy is good music for me all the time”.
Groaning lightly he looked away before ending on a sigh, looking back at Yumi at her mention of being a Beastman. The problem with her was she was forced to be one in the first place so having her go along with the whole freedom aspect didn’t sit in his mind very well since it would always be the default choice with her. He didn’t know what Viral would think of this since the Beastman had wandered off so having Yumi speak for him only sprung doubt into his mind that he would go along with it too. “I have no doubt the Commander would have any intention other than to send them into battle. He craves it as much as a pure blooded Saiyan does. You can see it in his eyes…or rather, what you can see of them”, he spoke, waving his hand over half of his face before folding his arms again, “But I guess I have no choice in the matter. I either get tortured and eventually spill my guts about the project’s location or I give the coordinates and get it all over with. Either way, I’m going to remain locked up and under critical watch indefinitely so there’s no plus in it for me”.
Shu stared at Vegeta curiously, hanging onto whatever he said but frowned at the thought that his hearing was most likely going to go. With old age being mentioned Shu raised his shoulders, looking a little worried until Vegeta tried to raise his mood again, trying to make it out as if it was something that would never happen otherwise to someone like him. “Oooh, I don’t want to not be able to hear…then I’ll never hear the bad guys”, he spoke, raising his hands to his ears. While he was a little worried about his future now the thought that maybe music might help him in some way was definitely encouraging, giving Vegeta a smile when he was given a plan of action. “Ooh! I would like that! I don’t know what kind of music I would like because I don’t know what music there is other than that music. Music to make me sleepy is good music for me all the time”.