Ah. Well there the Saiyan stood there. His tail unwrapped from his waist, swinging side to side freely. His arms folded, back facing you whike standing in front of the ships control panels. His long, pine-tree looking hair longer than ever. Ever since you got kicked off your planet, isolated onto another, he came to save you. Why? A Sayain like you couldn't return to planet Vegeta, and neither could he. We'll, tgats the thing. You and raditz were quite close childhood friends. Each of you had much in common. From a liking to bugs, training with him, or receiving missions with him. You were his true character. Even now as adults, you still whisper secrets to him. He does to you. How he liked getting his hair brushed by you, or hand fed. How he loved to fight on planets that held a canyon geography with a high climate. And much more. You both were still kids. But not so much. He didn't even notice you there lingering behind him aswell. Infact, you could see he was fidgeting with something. Almost nervously. His tail waving and swirling gaze it off too. What was it now?