@wyrus {Mission Objective: No Touching!}
Raditz softly chuckled as the doctor fussed at him about keeping his hands to himself. “Alright, so just to be absolutely clear, if you happen to be in trouble, I should still not touch you? Not even to save your life?” The grin he wore on his face widened as his eyes narrowed. Like he almost wanted that situation to happen so he could sit back and watch the doctor die. It was a short-lived expression. Not something he would seriously do, of course. Should the situation come up hypothetically. They were both here on business. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t remind Vindi of the dangers of someone taking what he says too literally.
Upon being told to hold out his arm for an injection, Raditz rolled his eyes at the comment about his physique. “Obviously have never seen my partner Nappa. He’s a better example of weedicuiously over-muscled.” Raditz made another chuckle at his attempt to do an impression of Dr. Nuvo Vindi’s pronunciation due to his accent. There was no further protest against getting injected with the antidote, now that he knew what it was the doctor was up to.
Holding his arm out, he began to ask a series of serious questions. “How long does this dose stay in my system to protect my body from the toxic pollen? You’ve made more of it in case we end up staying here longer than planned, right?”
Many things can go awry on a mission. Knowing information like this helped him stay mentally prepared for any worst-case scenario that might come their way.