It was a simple plan, as he squeezed her shoulder and stepped up. "How about this, since I'm clearly not wanted here..." A tilt of his own head, and a hint of calculated smirk. "And your friend there looks bored."

Another step forward, then another. "Let her decide for herself, but solve the issue of the human first." Seemed like he had their attention--good. "Consider me the warm-up, and if Zarbon wins, you can renegotiate."

That prompted a laugh from the handsome green alien. "If? IF? There is no contest here boy. I will leave you a smear on the ground and only a memory."

Trunks remained calm, smirking a bit. "Maybe...but let's just say what if--what if I win. You surrender." Blue-eyes going to Corssk. "Both of you." Then back to Zarbon.