"You're overestimating how much importance is being placed solely on money, here. Money is a byproduct. It comes from being a wandering fighter called to arms by others. As long as it's kept in moderation, however, it can only be a boon. What do we have beyond the royal coffers to expend? Our cities are some of the most underdeveloped in the galaxy. Dirt hurts, in comparison. I've heard that even Namek had progressed what little they have into something more functional than us. No, greed is bad, but improving our lives isn't. Buildings, ships, and armor will outlast a single soldier's flickering fame of glory if on equal terms. So why not both? That is the point."
There was more to be said and done. Potentially an entire conflict to be avoided in the future had Amara the sensibility to see it. It was not to be. "Yes?" Her voice was laced with terribly suppressed irritation at the sudden interruption. A guard had rushed to the Queen's side, whispering something. "That... fine. People of Sadala! The rest of this summons will have to be rescheduled. I've been alerted to something important pertaining to the former rulers and half-measures they left behind." She'd turn, marching back into the palace and leaving whoever was left below to their own devices.
Erbia raised an eyebrow comically and theatrically high as Cato made her remarks regarding mercenary work and the like. "I'm not sure, but I think I've just been insulted?" he mused, somewhat rhetorically before chuckling and shrugging. The debate for what it was continued on with the Queen trying to advocate that any coin made would simply be used to help improve the infrastructure and economy here on Plant in the Saiyan side of things. She even went so far as to try and use Namek as a prime example of getting left behind for hells sakes.
Right before someone interrupted her and she had to go fix something left behind by her predecessors, leaving the rest of this whole debacle to the regular folks. The Heran rested his hands behind his head before looking at his two crew members. "Thoughts?" he asked, directing it in particular to his Saiyan counterpart. Rassica's brow was furrowed and she sighed. "It's an uphill struggle, in the mud, in the rain and sleet, with a boulder weighing in at a moons worth..." she surmised, nodding towards Lottus as the prime example for why she thought like that.
Both of the non-Saiyans nodded in agreement with the assessment. "Sounds about right aye..." mused Erbia before sighing and shrugging his shoulders. He glanced over at Cato who was apparently having a conversation with Lottus, probably about the same thing they had been discussing themselves. "Well, no sense in hanging around since her Highness has gone and left... Let's try and find something to eat eh? I am starving!" the Heran chuckled, giving a nod over towards Cato before he started to head off. Rassica gives a nod as well towards Cato before she and Korla start to head off as well.
Lottus shakes his head, grinning at the new Queen's insistence.
"Just another idealist type." Lottus chuckles, nudging Cato's shoulder with his elbow. "Here I thought we'd hear something groundbreaking. Same message, different tone."
Lottus shrugs, and starts moving through the crowd and away as the Queen is taken away by other business. He didn't have anything particular going on. At least not yet.
"Well, I'm not going to stick around the city." Lottus tells Cato, and gesturing rudely at the other Saiyans leering at him. "I only came to get a look at this new monarch, and now I see what she's about. Another bureaucrat."
It was more of a quip, than an honest thought. Amara had only just taken the throne, so hopefully she would step up as more of a warrior than just a silver speaker. He had given the Queen a chance to take him seriously, and she had chosen to ignore his attempt at a form of agreement.
Her words showed that she cared little to nothing about his particular view of the situation, and she completely ignored his words regarding his intentions to deal with the Tuffles and their problematic weapons. It was a mistake the Queen would soon wish she had not made...
Cato crossed her arms, and her expression remained largely unchanged.
The point about the money was still getting under her skin, even if the Queen's explanation made it a touch more sensible than it had seemed. Even still, she didn't think Saiyan cities well all that bad. Underdeveloped, maybe -- but that saved them from having the horrible noise and pollution of overcrowded cities like Earth's.
"If we need to improve our cities, why do we need money for it? Surely we have all the manpower we need already enlisted with the military. If we don't have a war to fight, putting soldiers to work with heavy tasks to keep them strong so that their battle power doesn't start slipping makes sense. Then, we don't have to throw ourselves into the mess of galactic banking and zeni exchange that turns every other planet into a den of corruption."
It made sense to Cato, at least.
She glanced over to Lottus, and offered a weak smile his way. "I don't think she's just another bureaucrat, but you're right about her being an idealist. She's probably going to try to get as many people onto her side as she can before doing anything really out there, but..."
She glanced back to where Amara had departed from. "I think it's safe to say this won't be a familiar sort of reign."
With that, she turned about and started towards the exit herself, shoving past some of the gathered Saiyans who were still gathered to discuss what they'd learned. It seemed at the very least that she wouldn't be a threat to the more war-like amongst the Saiyans, as Vocado had feared--but she would certainly be trying to contain them.