"You recruited her?" Fasha asked. She seemed a little more upset than she should be. Bardock thought she would have been glad of the extra help, not to mention the fact that she would no longer be the only girl on the team. For the life of him, he would never be able to understand girls.

"I don't see what your problem is," he said, defensively. "Look, she's a low level just like us. She needs a crew or she'll be killed. It wouldn't hurt us to have another member. It's as simple as that."

"Yeah, but Bardock, we haven't even seen this girl fight. How do we know she'll be an asset?" Shugesh spoke up. Bardock threw him a dirty look. It was bad enough that Fasha was opposed to a new member. He didn't need his whole crew to oppose him.

"We just want to make sure you recruited her for the right reasons," Tora explained, trying to keep the peace. He was calmer than the others and wasn't looking for a fight. His calm attitude didn't lessen Bardock's anger any.

"The last time I checked, I was the captain, and I didn't really need your approval for my decisions," Bardock snapped. The harshness of his words surprised him. He had never pulled the 'I'm the captain, so do what I say card' very often. For some reason, his crew's reactions were getting to him. Maybe it was the lack of bloodshed in his life, maybe it was that he wasn't used to any insubordination from them.

"Well I'm glad to know that we mean so much to you," Fasha snorted. "If you don't need us around anymore, maybe you should just go to Canova by yourself."

"Fasha," Bardock growled. "You know I don't feel that way about of you. I never could. Besides, she really hasn't accepted my offer yet, anyway." This comment seemed to calm Fasha's nerves a little bit. She didn't protest anymore, but fell silent. Bardock could still sense he hadn't quite cooled off Fasha's smoldering temper. He had to continue to play cautiously around her or she would explode.

"Well, if she's going to accept, she'd better hurry. We're leaving in a few minutes," Tora said. He was right. Their pods were being prepped right now.

"I guess I was cutting 'fashionably late' a little too close then, huh?" Sona said, striding in on cue. She had on new armor, her limp was gone, and the swelling in her eye had decreased significantly. She turned to Bardock and smiled. "Before I accept or decline your offer, Bardock, I'd like to meet the rest of the team."

"Of course," Bardock nodded. "This is Tora, Fasha, Shugesh, and Borgos." He pointed out each of his men as he said their name. Sona nodded in greeting to each of them. Mostly, she received cold looks and unresponsive faces.

"I'm sorry; I couldn't help but hear your conversation earlier," she said, turning to Bardock. Her tone wasn't apologetic, but it was sincere. "If it's a problem for me to-"

"It's not a problem-" Bardock began. He didn't want any members of his crew to say something stupid. They didn't realize it just yet, but Bardock knew that his team needed this girl. He wasn't even quite sure why himself. But, long ago, Bardock had acknowledged the fact that part of him was very animal. When his instincts spoke up, he listened. They had never let him down.

"Don't slow us down," Fasha said sharply to Sona. "If you prove yourself on this mission, you're in. I think we can all agree on that. Right guys?" Tora, Shugesh, and Borgos grunted in agreement.

"Of course," Sona nodded. She didn't think that keeping up with these guys would be too hard. Bardock seemed like he was too soft on them. And besides, she'd been training with second classers most of her life, so her fellow third classers couldn't be too hard to keep up with. She kept these thoughts to herself, however, sensing that Fasha's nerves were on edge.

Some of the tension that Bardock had felt between his team members started to disappear. Perhaps it was Sona's calm, confident demeanor. Maybe they were just eager to get the hell out of here. Whatever it was, he was grateful for it.

"The pods are ready when you are," a short man said, striding past their group. "Good luck." Fasha, Tora, Shugesh, and Borgos walked quickly to their pods. They were just as anxious and excited about this mission as Bardock was. But Bardock hadn't got an answer from Sona just yet. And that's what he was waiting for.

"Listen, I'm sorry about your brother," he began. He was surprised at his sudden compassion for her. Still, he continued. At this point, he wasn't sure if he was sucking up, or if he really cared for the girl. At any rate, his kindness seemed to be working. "I know it must be weird being on a crew without him there." Sona shrugged.

"Raditz always talked about finding a new team," she told him. "I guess if he hadn't died, we'd still be stuck in the other crew. I suppose it's just destiny," Sona was glad to be rid of her old teammates. She didn't quite understand Bardock's desire to have her on his crew. Sure, she was a decent fighter. But if he had any extra room, he should be trying to recruit second classers. Still, she wasn't going to argue with him on that.

"So, are we through chatting? I'm ready to start this mission," She said, placing one hand upon her hip. Bardock's somber expression melted into a mischievous smile. That was just the answer he had wanted to hear. Without really waiting for an answer, Sona followed the others towards their pods. Bardock could feel his heart racing. This was it. His thirst for blood would finally be sated.