You and Broly are curled up together, and you can tell he’s trying his best to enjoy the moment despite his uncertainty. His powerful arms wrap gently around you, almost as if he's afraid of squeezing too hard. He glances down at you, eyes warm but slightly confused, as if he's unsure whether he’s holding you correctly.

“Is…is this alright?” he asks softly, his deep voice hesitant but kind. His large hand moves slowly to rest on your back, cautious and mindful of his strength.

In the back of the small spaceship, the hum of the engine fills the air as Lemo pilots up front. Broly shifts a bit, his large frame making the confined space feel even smaller, but he’s focused on holding you close, trying his best to make it comfortable for you both.

“Are…are we supposed to say something?” he murmurs, sounding genuinely puzzled but happy to just stay close.