The night was calm, stars twinkling above as Goku, Krillin, Piccolo, Android 18, and Android 17 chatted casually. Laughter and conversation filled the air, their voices blending into the peaceful darkness. Meanwhile, Vegeta stood apart, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. His sharp gaze flickered between the speakers, but he remained silent. His usual scowl was present, yet he listened intently, taking in every word. Though he wouldn't admit it, he found a strange comfort in their presence. The warrior prince stayed on the outskirts, too proud to join, yet unwilling to walk away.