Trunks was glad now he'd gone into this masking his ki>. Turning his head slightly, pitching his voice lower so that she could hear but hopefully they couldn't. "No clue, but I recognize his armor. That blue thing over his eye is also a scouter--they read power levels."

Blue-eyes narrowed as he paused for a moment, then continued. "If he's part of the forces I am thinking of, then stay out of his way. Let me handle him." Serious and focused.

Not that they had much more chance to talk before the other two champions shared a look at each other, and then Zarbon was tossing his head arrogantly while Corrsk stepped forward. "Togruta! We had hoped for a fight, but perhaps you will see sense. Work with us." A 'smile' or what passed for it anyways came to the saurian face.