Piccolo nodded and left that as that. He didn't care about the rest of the arrangements when it came to the cabin anyway. He was much more interested in the other topic he'd dropped into the conversation. It was obvious, too, in the subtle change of his demeanor. A more alertness towards the conversation, a slight lean forward, a wondering eye that took its time in gauging Zechs's form.

"Some practice both forms of combat. I'm a martial artist." A beat and then he thought appropriate to warn the other about one thing though. "Capable of ki manipulation to an extent you might not be familiar with. But I don't mind sparring without it here. The train isn't much of a good place to go all out for me anyway." Another brief pause. "I also train people here. Some people pick up on the ki manipulation I teach them, others don't."

But if you wanted to learn how to fly without wings or an aircraft, Piccolo was the best bet around. He had a few students capable of it at this point.