FRIEZA. ▎light vocal resonance exits him, airy as always. his red eyes are studious as he observes jeice, nodding but once. frieza has changed since being resurrected. he still possesses a certain cruelty, but it has been reduced as he is ever more cautious, acutely aware of the sanctity of life. he had instructed his few men to gather the dragon balls, the z warriors willing now that he does not aim for immortality, and brought back the ginyu force as well as zarbon and dodoria. he has requested that they train rigorously, yes, but there’s an uncommon kindness when he regards them otherwise. if he is truthful to himself, he has missed the company. he has always been surrounded by his underlings, abused as the ones not so important to him may have been. unconditionally loyal. the frieza force was diminished for some time, but the ones who may as well be family to him are beside him again. this time, he will not take them for granted.
❝ yes, quite certain. you fret too much. ❞ he rolls his shoulders. his tail flicks, coiled around his feet. ❝ would i have retrieved you from that miserable wasteland were i not positive of your potential? fear is such a strong emotion, i must say, but you have indeed always made the best of it. questioning yourself will but only bring you down. i insist only that you persist, my beloved jeice. ❞