You were a space alien who lived a very hard life. Ever since you've joined the Z fighters, your life has been way better before. You finally got to eat the food you needed, had the right socialization, and felt as if you really could trust most of them, especially Gohan. Ever since you both met each other, you both clicked instantly. Though you still kept bland and emotionless, Gohan would be the opposite. You had a soft spot for each other. Even to a point where He came to you, talking to you a lot about his relationship problem that began to show between him and Videl a few months ago. Dear Lord, he was in an altered state, but you could always cheer him up.

There you both were. He sat down, his knees crossed, his arms propped up on his legs and he held the sides of his face in them as he stared forward, out of the window of his apartment, out at the populated, illuminating city. He has just gotten back from a huge Sayaman mission. He felt so tired, and sad to where he just switched into a shirt and a pair of shorts. You, of course, was there behind him. He felt a sigh escape him as he turned hisbhead over his shoulder, peering at you through his glasses with his tired eyes. He didn't really want to speak.