Simon waited until Lily was close, helping to lead her down the smaller tunnel that served as an emergency exit; once in the cavern she would find nearly pitch-black darkness save for the lights within the enormous Dai-Gun. Or at least the conditions most humans called pitch black; thankfully most Gunmen had been designed with a built-in function that automatically adjusted the viewscreen to accommodate the pilot's eyesight. No one knew how this was accomplished, but it soon fell by the wayside as more pressing concerns always kept their attention. And a few minutes later, the loading bay doors opened to hoist both Gunmen into the Dai-Gurren's bay...Where a surprise would be awaiting their newest addition.
Dozens of Supers, all products of the former Dai-Gunkai Admiral's experiments, were all grouped up...At the forefront stood Irula, eyes glaring at the enemy coming into their home, having ignored his sister's pleas to be still and relax. Kittan was there too, standing beside the former Prince with an equally pissed off expression on his face, a heavy scowl as his eyes stared down Simon. After what those bastards did to his sisters, he lets one in to the only home they had left? "Simon...What the hell have you done? Now I *know* you've gone mental!" the surviving Bachika Sibling stated fiercely, making Simon's brows furrow; damn that Irula. He understood his anger - somewhat - but this was going too far.
"Are we going to have a problem?" Simon asked as he exited the Lagann, Irula speaking harshly "Depends. Is that*thing* going to get us all killed? Because I say we just kill her and leave her to the vultures!" Nearly every Super behind him cried out in support, shouting obscenities at their very-much unwelcome guest. "No one's killing anyone! She wants to help us, I know it!" the leader shouted back over the uproar, Irula adding "And what would you know? You might know of how we came to be, but it was HER KIND THAT STARTED IT!" He then pointed his thumb at himself, roaring "I know their pain because I LIVED IT! HOW CAN WE EVER CALL A BEASTMAN AN ALLY!?"
At this Ron stepped in, "Irula...Knock it off. We need to consider the fact that we're outgunned, short-supplied and short on personnel. I realize her 'association' is causing some bad blood to resurface, but we can't ignore the value of having one of Viral's troops aiding us. She'll be able to help us avoid him, to reach where we need to go to get ourselves resupplied." Kittan's fists clenched, his voice quivering in anger, "And what if we face him? What if she leads him to our doorstep?" His speech paused as he then pointed right at Lily, shouting "Will she fight alongside us!? FAT CHANCE!" The other Supers roared their approval at his words, ironically lifting up his own spirits a little.
It was at this point Irula stepped forward, bending over a little so that he could look Simon right in the eye, "Let me say this and let it ring clear in your head: If anything happens, if bringing her onboard causes us any more loss, I. Will. Come for you." His eyes then flicked to Lily, his words ringing with an icy hatred, "The same goes for you, Beastman. Let our presence be a lesson and pray Simon's faith is not unfounded." And with this, he threw a small bag at Simon before he and Kittan left the bay, those who were against Lily's presence following him, leaving the select few including Ron, Simon and Mota, the small squirrel-like creature on his shoulder watching with mild interest before curling up on the bull-humanoid's shoulder.
Simon let out a sigh of relief; he was honestly thinking that there was going to be a bloodbath. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. However, Mota then spoke up, "I do understand his anger...But Sir Leeron is correct. Having you onboard, I am sure whatever assistance you can provide will be invaluable." Simon smiled a little, nodding his thanks to the singular Super that seemed to see why he was taking such a chance. "Right, well...I apologize for the rudeness, my friend. But as you understand I will have to inspect your Gunman to see if you have any tracking devices. Thankfully the rock here is dense enough to block long-range detection, but if they get too close and you have a signal they'll find us easily." Of course, he was going to inspect it whether he had her permission or not...But he felt it courteous to at least ask, if only as a formality.