Daikon cuddled with his family for a good while while he pondered things. He was scared about his mom. He was scared what was going to happen. He was just plain<span style="font-style: italic">scared</span>. He wasn't strong or really fast. He definitely didn't know how to fight. It just wasn't something he liked to do. It could be said that the boy was a lover, not a fighter.<br/><br/>His ears perked up at what his dad said. It wasn't the Saiyan's fault this happened. He would never be mad at his dad for something they couldn't control. He really didn't say anything. Daikon just tightened his grip around his father. He was far from being mad. Hopefully Tarrok would pick up on that.<br/><br/>Naasu sighed, taking a swig of her booze. She just wanted to get drunk right now. Starting to feel as if she was making a mistake, the Saiyan woman just left. It would be better to get wasted than deal with people at this moment.<br/><br/>Rhona eventually popped out of where Aiko was at. She waved at Tarrok to come to her, not wanting to really get the children involved. Mostly, she wanted him to see his wife now that she was stable.<br/><br/><span style="color: silver">"She's resting better now,"</span>the android started.<span style="color: silver">"She will have to be on a ventilator until her body repairs her throat. She only has a few broken ribs and her arm was severely dislocated. I set all of that already. The worst is going to be what will happen when she does wake up. As little oxygen she received, I wouldn't be shocked of some minimal brain damage. Her brain will heal though. At worst, she won't be able to walk for a while. Best case scenario is vision impairment. It's all temporary though."</span>Rhona quickly looked hard at Tarrok.<span style="color: silver">"When were you going to tell me you were going to have another child?"</span><br/><br/>Sure enough, there was two heart monitors hooked up to the unconscious woman. Both heart beats were strong. Most importantly, both were alive.