"Now tell me, correct if I'm wrong, but you are talking about your own people and most people, no matter how much their people have done wrong in the past, still don't exhibit such unbridled passion when it comes to condemning their home planets." Clarinet frowned and seemed to be showing some of his own rage, though he was able to control it. He had to learn a great deal of control when it came to numerous functions. His antenna beam attack and such wouldn't have worked on the battlefield, but that wasn't the own reason. Had he not, he never could have had the discipline that he would have needed to accomplish things outside of fighting either.<br/><br/>Everything was connected of course, but Clarinet doubted that this would have been the time for pensive meditation or careful philosophizing. Then again, he actually did think that Kelvin was perhaps capable of making good use of such things anyway. Regardless, the Namekian decided to focus on the task at hand for the time being.<br/><br/>"That's why the oppressed just had to get strong. I bet that if everyone one of your Frost Demon spawn were constantly getting stronger and stronger, then they wouldn't be able to pick on each other like you said, nor would they go after anyone else. Look at the two of us. Wouldn't you agree that we're at the peak of our development?"<br/><br/>The Namekian was cringing, but holding his own in the debate. It seemed that he realized the machine around them was going to probably explode if his compatriot wasn't careful. The noise it was making certainly was good as it were anyway.<br/><br/>"Do we go around using our powers for ill will? Certainly not, because we're so tough we realize we don't need to do anything to show off our toughness."<br/><br/>In a way, Clarinet was right, considering that they had nothing to prove and therefore didn't really go around picking fights. They had no one to show off to. Clearly there were forces in the galaxy that had defied this manner of thinking, but they certainly weren't amongst them, and he genuinely believed that a paradigm shift to this manner of thinking would have done plenty for Kelvin's species.<br/><br/>Still, it seemed like more expedient things were pressing on the horizon. That would have made him loose his line of thinking once more and instead focus on Kelvin's abject moodiness. For a moment, Kelvin stopped and almost threatened to reveal something big about his past, but almost as soon as he had done that he had ceased whatever it was that he was saying. To some degree Clarinet had considered that a mistake, and he certainly didn't think of the term degree here to be a pun.<br/><br/>Figuring that it might have been best to focus on other concerns for the time being, at least until Kelvin calmed down, he just went with the flow of the conversation so to speak. That might have been for the best, it would have seemed.<br/><br/>What happened next would have required more expedience than any of this sort of thing, however. It would have certainly looked like their world was collapsing around them for the time being. Something incredibly massive was heading toward them. It actually didn't look to him like any ship or station at all. Space stations, even, couldn't be that large. It was against the laws of physics, and more importantly nobody had enough money to put together something of that size.<br/><br/>Even the Frost Demons who made their exceeding amounts of wealth by way of buying and selling other people's planets didn't seemingly have enough resources to bolt something like that together. It just defied his imagination completely.<br/><br/>Pressing a few switches, he tried to bring the image closer into focus. Forgetting everything that had happened before, he focused instead on this. Well, no, forgetting wasn't really the right term. He didn't forget what happened. Rather, the green alien pushed it to the back of his mind and instead just assured himself that he would have addressed Kelvin's past again sometime when it wasn't so stressful to do so.<br/><br/>Clarinet then had his own time to be shocked, considering that the image on the screen had actually looked like him to some degree. Species like this one could very well have somehow been related to his own. That wasn't a comfortable thought, considering that the image on the screen had just announced that if they were hearing this then his unique species had died out.<br/><br/>Namekians, in the future, could very well have ended up like this. Clarinet then silently renewed his vows to ensure that wouldn't happen. No matter what it took, he wouldn't let it happen in the slightest.<br/><br/>As soon as the sound came on the ship's loudspeaker system, Clarinet's fingers would have jumped to the switches that were necessary for recording it. A complete record had been made even before then, but he wanted to back this up. Interestingly both his ears and his own antenna protrusions had flicked up and down a bit once this short tonal composition had played.<br/><br/>Biofrequency experiments were something that he was somewhat experienced with. He decided to share a bit of information with Kelvin after the transmission had ended.<br/><br/>"You know of course that I've spent plenty of time training in the martial arts. One of the ideas that always tend to be reinforced is the concept of basic frequency resonance when it comes to the body. The resonance of what goes on in my body is different from yours, but we could map it if we tried. If you ever saw someone mediate while vocalizing something, then that was what he or she was trying to do. They were practicing resonating their body with the base frequency of the rest of the universe."<br/><br/>The fact that he used he or she seemed to suggest that Clarinet knew that the Frost Demon more than likely hadn't seen many Namekians beside him. Clarinet was, of course, from a species that reproduced solely from egg seeds that they spit out.<br/><br/>Still he had continued to make a recording of everything that the other individual had said or done. Then he made a backup copy of it, because he felt there was only one chance to get all of this information down. What he had said about these monsters not actually being his people had driven home the idea that Namekians might one day be like this too.<br/><br/>With one final smirk, though, he offered Kelvin his hand after being called a levelheaded bastard. The expression was a rare one indeed. "I'll give you all of the help that I can, that's for sure."